Poetry from General Theatre Studies!

July 19, 2010 in Blog by Jacob Watson

Hello there!  Jacob, Education & Community Engagement intern, here.  I wanted to share with everyone two amazing poems written by the talented students in our General Theatre Studies program here at the Goodman.

For more information on General Theatre Studies, click here!

Me???

by Lance Cannon

Gangster, thug, dead or in jail
I might just succeed why  you want me to fail
No good, useless, up to no good
All these accusations cause I came from the hood
Raised in Cabrini  full of negativity
Not everyone there is a drug dealer shockingly
Giving me a record I haven’t committed a crime
I could show you I’m different if you give me some time
I could climb out the dirt if you move your feet
I could move ahead just give me the seat
I’ve never asked for a lot just the little things
Apparently that’s too much or so it would seem
I’ve learned to laugh it off it’s pointless to cry
I can answer any question but the main one why?
I stick to me because I know myself
And most wouldn’t care if I cried out for help
Call me what you like I can’t change how you feel
If I was a saint you would still speak of me ill
It’s too late for most I’ve given them a chance
You want me I’m here and my name is Lance.

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What Love Story??

by Angelique Boyd

I hope when I meet the one
I tell him I am so lucky,
To have someone love me so,
To see the Queen in my eyes.
And encourage me to see her too,
I hope I thank him for expressing his feelings,
And holding me close
Very tight
He loves me right
Takes care of me right,
I hope I find him,
So I can show him my gratitude
‘Cause right now I’m 17 and these boys are causing me attitudes
Facebook I love!!
Especially, when that cute guy is online.
Though he is too stuck up too look at that profile of mine
But I feel desperate,
All these statuses about love are getting to me!
So I type hi.
He doesn’t respond !
What a jerk!
And believe me he knows
See I hate it when guys show interest
But are not decent to call
And my patience starts to fall.
It seems like the words they spit are lies
Their gorgeous eyes, toned bodies, and attractive personalities
Can make you CRAZY!!!
Love is crazy,
Especially when I haven’t experienced it,
Sitting near girls talk about sex and relationship details make me feel small,
I want to stay and chat,
but I know nothing at all.
The girls seem confident,
Is it just me?
Are they dangling it in my face?
I feel out of place.
Guys say their lines,
But never come through,
‘Cause some trick was givin’ it all up
‘Cause guys can feel you,
But they are still in the game,
So it’s all about the physical,
No need to define spiritual
They may like your mind,
The way you respect yourself
And the way you look
But if another girl is offering they are hooked!
But this doesn’t make me want to unbuckle my belt,
Yeah I think about it sometimes
But my mind was leaning closer to hell!
See, I am too hot for that!
I am too fine for that!
I guess some dudes can’t get over the fact that I am
a long-haired, not-so-thick, red bone!
Ha! Forget my face!
In the back there is too much space,
But that’s fine,
It’ll be okay!!
Why would I want a guy like that anyway?
But right now I feel lonely,
‘Cause these guys don’t want me,
Is it because I am not that sexy?
My shirts are too loose?
Is it cause I keep them in check when they want to talk about sex?
Is it because I don’t let them touch me in anyway?
But they are probably just not looking for me
And they are not the ones for me!
This is not the end of my love story,
It’s just the beginning
Right now I am just sinking,
And it hurts this feeling!
I hope girls hearing/read this poem
Don’t look down on me
But hear me and understand me
We all have our problems,
We just love these boys, boys, boys
But they treat us like toys!