Original Poems I

HISTORENGA

Day of Infamy

One day history would changhe forever
A day that would live in infamy
December 7th 1941, Pearl Harbor was bombed
Cries were heard throughout the harbor
Bombs sent flames through the skys
Japan thought they had no choice
They carried out their attack with success
Our backs were put up against the wall
The U.S.S Arizona still lies under water
Waiting for revenge

I Am From

Swiss Watch

I am from watch from lowen and swiss.

I am from the bloody nuckled.

I am from the rose, the daisy.
I am from grandmothers house visits and slave hands from papa and uncle artie and dad.

I am from the tempered and the patient.

From no addiction and having patience.

I am from no god, just real facts, screws, moving parts. 
I'm from the United States but German, steak and potatoes.

From the papa who chopped chickens heads off for money,  the hardworking, and the brave.

I am from the shelf where no one knew, the safe where I was locked, kept secret and not to be found. For if lost, all family tradition is ruined.


ACROSTIC POEM


Dedication to something bigger than yourself.
Ready to do whatever it takes.
Eager to fight for it no matter how many enemies you make.
Abitions held high and never hampered.
Making what was a dream, a reality.