Friday, January 22, 2010

Tracks.....




I grew up in a strange environment
Strange because I was exposed
To both sides of the track

I lived on the side of town where
Socio-economically people were
Challenged

Most of my friends were being raised by
a single parent

we caught the city bus to get to where
we were going

Had our first jobs
at 14

No
lexus’ or
mercedes i
n my hood
(didn't capitalize those names because they are lower case in my mind)
And if people had them
They were purchased with
Dirty money

Our Moms worked hard at minimal paying jobs
To keep a roof over our head

Most of the time there was way more
Month
Than there was
MONEY....

But we survived

My mom sheltered me as best she could
From negative influences

We went to church
And were fed a steady diet of
Love

We may not have had a
Fridge full of food

But
I never remember being hungry

Everyday
I got up from my side of the tracks
At 6:15
To be
bussed

To
THE
Affluent side


Where
people took family vacations
And came back
with
Tans

Their families
could afford tutors
And Cheer leading Uniforms

And the had money in their wallets for lunch

Mine was

Free

My friends from 7:30-2:45
were named
Becky, and Amanda, or
Meredith
but

After 2:45

I went home to

Keisha, Tasha, and Shanda
NO REGRETS

it all
made me cultured

People look at me wierd when I start my car
and
Fleetwood Mac
or
Bonnie Rait
are playing loudly

and
I know every word
to each song

Because...
Well for some reason they too were singing my blues
the same way
Biggie or Run DMC did
some how
a connection was felt........



Yall
I can dance

on any set ....

simply
because

It came to me early

“how to wear my mask’
I had to

Change my dialect,

fix my hair,

Dress a certain way

Depending on
what side of the tracks I was on
YES! I KNOW....

I’m different

Assorted

varied

Mottled

Spotty

Because.....

of this hand I was dealt
but

Im thinking.....................
Maybe,
just
maybe

I’ll stop staying on
one
side of the tracks

When it comes to
who I love
because

REGARDLESS


Its all a train ride………………..

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

r u talkin about what I think mami?
Go for it!! I can see you on dat side of the tracks.

you deserve to be happy

-Nysh

Meesa said...

Oh I so feel this one! And especially from the Southern days!