Editors Note; In collaboration with the Arnette Watson Apartments in the Tenderloins of San Francisco,A.W.A and Debug's hold weekly youth media workshops and discover the greatest 13 year old poet Remy Martin as he shares a couple of poems he's written.
As my wings spread out
and my halo grows
My clothes become
white and gold
I fly past the clouds
and the baby blue sky
through the golden gate
up the stairs of life
I go to my cloud with
the silver lining
I lay my head down
as I start to sleep
I close my eyes and
begin to dream
Why hate? Why discriminate?
Why would you hurt someone
who loves?
Why is racism so commonly used?
Why do we disrespected the the respected?
If I could get any kind of answer I would be so surprised
I bet I am living a lie, I bet there is no hope for peace.
People dont think they just corrupt.
The world will come to an end some day
and when it does then maybe people will think you never now the cycle my be able to be broken. The end might be able to knock some sense into people
why you dont accept me why do you not accept me for who i am
Why talk behind me when I cant hear?
why try to change me when Im fine how i am?
I dont understand why I cant be myself and why people cant understand me.
I wish I could be listened to
I wish that maybe for once
I can be myself and not wear a mask to cover the truth.
personally I really am but that day will probably never come.
Who am I
can you tell me
because obviously
I dont know who I am
They try to tell me Im gay
they tell me im fat,
stupid,
a faggot,
retarded
But i know they're wrong
because I realize who i am
I am me
so you just got to let it be
because thats how its going to be
So let me be.
