I remember the death of my best friend,
I know that's somewhat hard to say.
A simple walk down that dark street,
A drunk driver speeds away....
I remember watching the red tail lights,
The license plate I could not read
Daniel was his name, Smoothing King was our game
Then he was turned into nothing but street.
I remembered the very next year,
After all Daniel died in twenty-zero-three
A little prank that went to far,
A firecracker I threw at people's feet.
I remember a storm, God's wrath had in hand....
Brought me to my feet...
I remember my friends faces
The storm had washed them away
And I remember packing my bags,
The goodbye's I never got to say.....
She took my home, mustered with clutter it lay
My friends had past, their bodies amast with muck they lay....
Katrina was her name,....
Pain was her game, sufficed that was to say.
I remember our trip to a new home
A Floridian I was now called to be
The trip was but four hours
More like four years it felt to me
I remember starting my third grade year
The title of the school was "OBE"
It was nothing but bullies, mean teachers
They honestly could not teach
And I remember the torment
Punches, kicks, and being beat.....
I remember my transition,
A place much nicer to me
A breath of fresh air to **** my despair,
My new school was "GBE"
Full of friendly new faces and people like me
I was now called a friend and that's how it started for me
I remember my recruitment,
A Junior Ice Pilot I was to be
The feeling of sliding, from the ice I was gliding
My blades froze from the freeze...
Yet still I was gliding, the cool breeze colliding
Flowing throughout my gloves and stick,....
I remember always stopping to get a drink at circle k
A polar pop to quench my thirst....
The ice kept me wheezing, my head was still freezing
All that time on the ice was in rememberance to yesterday......
This is my "I remember" poem, plenty of these have been created but this is my take
