Howdy folks!
I’m writing this to you from Mobile, Alabama, where I am covering the 2014 Senior Bowl for my day job.
Recently, Alpha Tween has been writing poetry in school and he asked if I would share some of it with you. So, this week I’ll be posting some of his work here at Dad Moon Rising. It’s pretty good stuff, and it’s interesting to watch his “writing voice” start to form itself.
This poem both I and my wife found particularly moving, as it shows just how aware he is of the world he lives in and how what happens in it impacts his life.
Enjoy.
In spirit
I am Trayvon Martin
I am Sandy Hook
I am 9/11
And the Holocaust
And all the people in impoverished countries
Though nameless they may be in my poem
Are not nameless in my heart
I am the people who died for no reason
Other than that someone else had a thought
From racism
To pure insanity
I am just that someone couldn’t get by
I am one of the people who remember
When others have moved on
I am one of the people who see
What others overlook
I am in spirit.
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