I’m a 13 year-old in West Town. I walk the streets searching for answers. I ask myself, Will I make it?
I wake up every day knowing it’s a battle for survival, a battle to achieve my desires for who I want to become.
“What would I do if I had not met you?
Who would I be if you had not been my friend?”
What about for you?
“This wasn’t supposed to happen,”
said the thoughts of everyone else and ourselves.
It was all sort of against us happening,
My Black were slaves to the white race,
Brutally killed, if we had a word,
Forced to assimilate,
And economically taken advantage of.
My Black is classified as the “n” word,
Let alone everyone believin’ what they have heard,
I wish Bigfoot was real so that way if I have a bet with my dad, I’d win.
But he wouldn’t take the bet, so then my dad would say “No, cause he’s not real anyways.”
Today, we are proud to release "We Are Worth More Than the Universe," a collection of poems, stories, and essays from our summer 2018 Middle School Writers Camp and High School Writers Camp.