I am from white sand and coconuts
an ocean breeze that shakes the trees
clear water, full of life
and loud music and food with spice,
white snow and icy roads
stay inside, warm your toes
see your breath, leave your lungs,
a red nose, and reindeer puns,
the smell of a fire, cooking of fish
lots of spices, all go in one dish,
eat with your hands, no need for a fork,
are you still hungry? I’ll make you some pork.
I am from gun powder and flashing lights
in the sky fireworks so bright
Fourth of July, day of independence
with my family I’m gonna spend it.
salty long and curly hair,
brothers laugh and father stares
we all dance with a big smile,
everything we need within a mile,
from stars and stripes,
and loud guitar,
from ukulele and drumming hard
from the u s of a
the united states
and from Micronesia
the island Pohnpei
I am from tragedy, and heartache
from joy and smiles,
from the hospital bed, that I layed for a while
they played with my heart, eventually fixed it
my family was scared, mom told me dad missed it.
now as I look back I saw he was there
my father right next to me holding me while I’m scared.
surgery went well, and life’s going great
no matter what i’ve got food on my plate
tuck in your jersey, tie up your cleats,
go out on that field, boy, you gotta eat.
go be a dog, don’t worry ’bout the score,
hit him a ‘lil harder, make sure he is sore.
get through that gap, take him down for a sack
stand over him screaming, the monster is back.
don’t lose control, gotta act like a pro.
this is all you’ve got left, don’t make it a show
I am from a nice school and lots of friends,
at home not much, but still follow the trends
we didn’t have money, we struggled to make it,
I’m so thankful for family, my grandma for taking,
care of me and brothers and staying beside us
even through the trouble we were making
for holding us tight and not letting go
and buying us milk and Oreos
For loving us dearly, protecting our hearts
Making us feel close even when we were apart.
I’m from a crazy uncle, he is so much fun,
he loves me as though I am also his son.
when nobody was there, he took me away,
and we would go fishing for a couple of days,
I’m from my dad. I’m thankful for him,
for giving me this beautiful glowing brown skin
and teaching me to forgive and forget,
for giving me brothers that I can protect.
I am from a city of lights, that shine so bright
k c m o
where the chiefs always rise
red and gold runs through my veins
pat mahomes trash? you must be insane
