Ricardo Flores 309

10/26/18

I believe Poem
I want to believe that my mother loves me but
I know she hates me for all the things i’ve done
Some people believe walt disney is still alive but
They should really be focused on world hunger and
global warming

A small amount of people believe donald trump is good but we all know
That’s a huge lie I keep people I love close to me my mom,
Dad, both of my sisters, a baby brother i’m about
To have and a friend that hates me now
And i still don’t know why

Many people believe the ancient megalodon is

Extinct, sorry to say
God may not be real to those who don’t believe in it

Little village
I wake up to all the gunshots of gangsters having their own war
I look outside and see someone get shot from across the street
I see a witness crawling unnoticed to their and drive away
In the morning I go run to the window and think to myself
It was all a dream and see a paletero
Walk all by himself yelling “paletas”

My mom turns on the later that same day and it comes up about los
Gangeros and thought to myself it wasn’t a dream
“Gasping for air” I woke up sweating knowing everything is a false
Reality