Story: Dirt

 "Dirt"

I don't know why seasons like this

Can you just tuck me in again

Sing me lullabies and pretend everything will be alright

Cook me some French toast, pour me some orange juice

And tell me that you love me before you go again

Sorry I got in trouble on my first day of school like the year before

You had to leave work to come in again

I didn't know how not to fight back, I think I don't fit in

But who does anyways, even cults have obstacles

No matter where I run, they might smell me different

But at least one of us know how to shoot a smile

I heard seeds can make things grow like magic

So here I talk

It's not about politics but the 19th century

As far as I've dug a can of worms

Back when civil war broke out 

And they left from canary of isles to the caribbeans

Then I met the United States

But no matter where my feet lands

We will be fighting for dirt

It's okay we're all only in this together

Ernesto Domingues oh I wish I knew you

Was it better than before

Did anything change when you left

But here I am, trying to fit in

Hoping a smile can make you humane again

So, we can both keep walking 

Before water comes along

To the new world just to get away from the old war

Written by: Barbie Nicole Reyes

Date: November 19, 2022