PSPoem

"What I Am," Jerold Garcia, Eighth Grade, IS 259

What I Am

A commoner walking in the streets

Like a droplet of rain out of six billion
A trait separating you from the generation
I am like a rainbow fish glimmering in the depths
Maybe that’s what I am.

Like a park

People playing basketball

A sweat in perspiration

Maybe that’s what I am.

I am black and white

Colors that can define me

I am a phoenix spreading its wings in midday in summer Maybe that’s what I am.

I am a Porsche

Uncommon in the traffic of cars

I could be a rich jerk

But don’t judge the book by its cover

Maybe that’s what I am.

I am Chinese food

But don’t judge me by my appearance

Good-looking but could be worthless

Maybe that’s what I am.

I am a disciple of the gods, very religious Maybe that’s what I am.

Don’t judge the book by its cover

A commoner walking in the streets

Maybe that’s what I am.