I am from

I am from where the trees blow, and long days at the
park

To corner stores down every street turn

The sound of cars and buses at night and bright city
street lights

I am from “Go head girl, show em'.” to “Must be
jelly, cause jam don't shake like that!” and a cool tough uncle
who always says “Go head soldier.”

I am from Spanish rice, pupusas, tortillas and tamales

The smell of chocolate cake and banana pudding in the
oven

To cookouts and soul food.

I am from curly hair, wavy hair, and straight hair

To light skin, brown skin, and dark skin

From rhythmical beats and simple harmonies

I am from hard field workers, survivors, teachers,
religion, and pride.

Respect goes a long way from “Yes sir” and “Yes
ma'am” to “Please” and “Thank you”

To expecting a plate even if you're not hungry

I am from making something out of nothing and doing
what you have to do

I am from love, laughter, and courage

Strength, faith, and bond

I am from bits and pieces around the world

I am from culture, and uniqueness.