Two Diffrent Worlds-Poetry

Two Diffrent Worlds

Where I am from sounds like the rowdy family at the park enjoying a reunion
The roaring of sirens as police drive down the street
Or the shout of children playing outside
Sometimes the slam of a door because he is gone for good never to return
Even of the melody coming from the church

Where I am from taste like spicy and not so spicy Mexican food that we grew up on
The gross taste of burnt food, because all has gone wrong
Or fruity like starburst showing that no one is the same we are all different
Sometimes tasteless because there is nothing to describe how you feel anymore
Even like candy so sweet like the faith I hold close to me

Where I am from looks like diversity no one cares what we look like
The sun setting at dusk bringing on the dark dark dark secretes that lay in the streets
Or the sun dancing over the sky
Sometimes jet black when the sadness sets in
Even like the red grape juice we drink to show that we are true to what we believe

Where I am from smells like fresh cooked Mexican food
The dark damp air that reeks of something the wind has blown your way
Or the scent of sweat because the children have been playing all day
Sometimes moldy food that sits in your fringe because you feel that life is not going on
Even fresh like roses that let you know someone is always by your side

Where I am from feels like soft hugs coming from thoughs you see once a year
The rough sand paper that hurt when it touches skin
Or cool like a glass of lemonade going down your throat
Sometimes sharp as the hurt felt deep down inside
Even warm like a blanket that surrounds you and protects from the cold



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