We decided to write some of our own poetry inspired by Naomi Shibab Nye, explaining some of our own culture. Please tell us your thoughts, as well as post some of your own poetry.
How to DreamThree years old, My parents try to inspire me. “Dream Big,” “It’s America, anything can happen.” But it’s all the unfulfilled promises. The roads paved with cement instead of gold, Working hard and barely paying the bills. The gut-wrenching disappoint When you look to the world, Wanting to change it, But instead your knees quivering, Your voice shakes, Just to say hello. As you feel Just like that little kid again.
Margaret: Melting Potwe are a beautiful mix of colors,
histories, art, song. a melting pot uniting us
with one dream freedom equality America
~Julia and Margaret