Neighborhood Lessons
Gunshots can’t be explained by teachers that don’t know what it’s like to be self-taught in surviving.
Lessons not learned in a classroom.
Blackboard streets and they have one thing to teach
It's neighborhood lessons
so lets begin this class because all I can hear are the screeches
and when you do
you hit that pavement and hug the floor like an old friend
because let's face it
thats how you lost your old friend.
I didn't say this was going to be easy
every once in a while you have to dig up a grave and move on to the next page.
Neighborhood lesson of the day
DON'T walk alone even in the day.
Ask me how it feels to be asked if you want to sell yourself at the age of 14
because when they say it's your future
all they can see is themselves
because they didn't stop to remember the lessons they went through day by day
and just like that try to live day by day
neighborhood lessons teach you to survive outside that classroom
to live in fear about never being able to live without fear
one shot,
two shot
say goodbye neighborhood lessons not learned
when I look at my feet they learned it's better to run towards the inside of my home because not even the front porch safe
sacred ground don't mean much unless you got that sacred touch
and i'm not talking about being holy
i'm talking about that millimeter clutch
it's easier to die than face the gun
even when everyone has it faced at your guts because they don't think you have the guts to stand and face the lessons the neighborhood taught us
but I wanna run away
until I hear those lessons fade
into the streets
where I was made.
About the Creator
Dominique Arriaga
I was in the San Antonio youth poetry slam team ‘Fresh Ink’ two years in a row, I’ve been to the international poetry slam BNV-BRAVE NEW VOICES twice, and two Texas regional competitions where we won 2nd place in 2016. Single mom who writes
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