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Life in the Hood

Where I'm from
people be wearing
red and
rockin' Jordans.

You hear police sirens down the street.
Graffiti everywhere you look.
Where I live
it's called Denver Harbor.
It smells like smoke when
I take a walk outside.

Where I'm from
people be jammin' to
Drake, Lil Wayne, Rickk Ross
Tyga, Wiz Khalifa.

The cops arrest your
homeboys for no reason.
They give them five years
in prison.
You speak to them
but they won't listen.
Mothers and fathers devastated.
When you're in the hood
you gotta make the right choices.

Living at home is hard.
Your parents have that talk
about drugs, sex, and alcohol.
They say, "What kind of life are you going to have?"

Andrea, 7th grade


This poem is featured as part of the 2013 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Please go to www.witsblog.org or www.witshouston.org to learn more.


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