Who am I
Who do I seem 2 be
A mothers dream?
A fathers’ nightmare?
Did my Parents look 2 me?
Did they look for me?
Who do you say I am?
Naw, you have been wrong before
question is too important for you to answer now
I will tell you
and in telling
I am helping you
You see I am the strength and passion
of a generation forgotten
I am the wealth of a people who sleeps
I am this peoples light
that must burn brightly as a lone beacon that laments to this great dark place
I represent that thing that you should not fear
Who am I?
I am the great you!
The one you should learn to respect
I am the one you will never forget
03.10.11, a friend ask me to contribute to her nephew’s homework, which was a collage of poetry that he had to turn in. Alford is his name.
The assignment was to turn in 7 poems. I asked what was his interest level in his homework assignment? She asked nephew to come to the phone and recite some of the poetry that he had penned. I was curious whether I was being asked to assist an anxious adolescent in hurrying and get his homework done, or did this young man have a genuine interest in this art of word expressions and simply wanted input on his assignment.
To my surprise without hesitation, I heard only pause enough for him to take the phone and immediately began reciting his poetry. Alford is a 16-year-old young man, which I was happy to hear his poetic expressions. I was in a restaurant ordering my dinner, and I could not hear the detail of the two poems Alford recited, but clearly, excitement, passion and a sense of pride was effortlessly projected from this young man as he read. I shared a few titles of poems and authors that I liked and then asked for a theme that he would like me to add to his collection. Between aunt and Alford, adolescence became the shared theme that I would tend.
The above poem is what I wrote for Alford to include in his collage on 03.10.11.
On 03.11.11, Alford was assaulted on his way to school with a non-fatal injury to the face. I am told 3 to 4 students from Renaissance, provoked and struck Alford with a brick, knocking out two of his front teeth.
Alford was alone on his way home from school when he noticed one of the assailants was video taping the incident on a camera phone when the provocation began.
Its real easy to repeat and speak on this generation’s current plight and reminisce about back in the day when things where slightly different.
I think we should collectively work to answer this generations call for help.