Tuesday, February 24, 2009

The Rose that Grew from Concrete

I think, I know the theme that a something that seems impossible just might rise to be something bigger one day. It proved everyone wrong. It was nothing now it's something. Today it may be gone but we remember it.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Thursday, February 5, 2009

bronx masquerade

The poem the writer talks about how he doesn't have a future and he decided his future by dying at a young age people tell him to plan his future he probably thinks he doesn't have a future because his father was killed on the streets some people are lucky to even have a father a round to take care of them. I don't blame him for feeling the way he feels.