Poems

Shammaye Dixon
I am from dance that's all I do. I dance I
pop and that's the truth.
I'll dance in front of any-
body, I'm not afraid. I'll
do it at school if that's
the case. I'll compete for money
and you know I'll win.
If you rate me, you
know I'll get a ten. every-
doby knows that I'm the best.
I'll dance too hard that I'll
have to rest. All you need is
to give me a chance. And
all I have to say is that
I'm from dance.

Breyanne Tripp
Soul Food
I am from a place where soul food is good.
Right down in the hood
My mama's food makes your body want to move
Cause ain't nothing better than homemade food.

fried chicken, corn bread, mac n cheese.
It taste better than you ever dream it will be.
Now my daddy can cook
But he get his his recipes from a cook book.
Still, there is nothing better than that
homemade food.
Cause it makes your body want to move.

Kneena
I am from
the life of
Jesus from
there we go
down to the
next generation
finding out new
things
be related to
famous people to
busy people
life with one
sibling and many
cousins, hoping
to join the life
with Jesus when
the time comes
to be free
and have a
set of wings

Quintin Rollins
I'm not dead yet I'm not dead
if you talk stuff you will end
up dead cuzz People is crazy they
crazy as heck if you talk back
to them they will get you in
check yeh cause I know it
I been there cuss I seen it
it ain't fair why I gotta live
a life in the hood instead of
gettin good grades and being understood
cuss I'm Q.U. to the Intin I'm little sweet
boy or a gangster or yo friend but I'll
still go to school to finish off my life

Marquez Johnson
I am from the street where the
thugs be at, where they kill
and sail, even when they shoot
they straps.

People on the corner askin for
Somethin to drink, I offer them
warer, they need somethin thicka,
I respond back like beer or licka.

Life is hard right now can't
you tell, people in my family
end up dead or in jail.

Come to my hood there ain't gon
be no love a lot, you gone end
up beat up or end up shot.

50 said he's a winda shopa, in
my house talk stuff, my Dad's gone
endup pullin out the choppa.

At my old school it was bad,
kids beaten up they teacher, and
cussin out they dad.

I'm gona end this rap in a real
bad mood, what side a game you
gone be on, right now dog you betta
choose.