Where I'm From- Circa 2015

By: Brianna Miles -May 4, 2019

I am from the worries of getting by and the barely making its

From the times of struggle but the many trials of luck

I am from the love and support by two adults both of the same gender

From one that teaches me about life and the other that just make sure that i'm alright

I am from the in between class that's not too rich and not too poor

But from that class of society that “make it happen”

I am from a generation of the unwoke

from the limited knowledge of our Moor ancestors that once ruled and made this world

The generation of the need of approval of others for security

I am from the constant self esteem check that can often be worn as a watch

As if what is seen on the outside of me is more distracting than the genuine realness that is being portrayed

I am from where the west meets the east coast, where the weather here is a melting pot

I am from the old backyard rhythm of the African bongos

I am from the cookouts and hot summer nights at Anacostia Park

From where on the 4th of July, the sky lights up with sparks of colors that blast from above

I am from the capital of all capitals that lays among many monuments and landmarks

I am from the hair spray and beauty supply stores

From where the perfection of hair is seen as the American Dream

I am from the shameless effect of the little girl with nappy hair that turned to a perm for acceptance

From were straight long hair made you beautiful

“Wow how clueless I was at the age of six”

I am from the perfectly imperfects

From where the flaws that you have makes you the person you are