More Poems from MAA — Young Radish

More Poems from Maya Angelou Academy

Editors’ note: unfortunately we were not able to obtain bionotes for the young poets from Maya Angelou Academy.

Friday Night Lights

by J.P.

Homecoming sophomore year.

Cool air as the game started

Rival game

Felt nervous sweating water

The stands were as busy as a fly

The sweat ran down my face

Lots of people and fans

Heart of a lion

The football sat in my hands

Parents excited, joyful and proud

On the field

Coach calls a defensive play

I intercepted the ball

Ran back for a touchdown

The field became noisy

As the clock hit zero

Excited

Ran and cried

My first Turkey Bowl in high school

Golden Gloves

by M.M.

Walking from the back room seeing a crowded area

I walked into the ring

No one was cheering me on but my family and coach

I was nervous to fight

Because i was in his home town

Unfamiliar faces

All odds were against me

Before the bell even rang

I noticed his specific style

Easy for me to calculate him

I had more control over the fight

I won the golden gloves in west virginia

My corner was happy

Playdough

by C.M.

Early in the morning

Looking out the window

So many clouds like I’m playing

A Nintendo

Dad having fun but still ain’t win though

Eating all this food getting big like a hippo

Going to the store to get some potatoes

Dad caught a cat screamin out loud like an old piano,

When we got back Mom went loco

Looked in the bag she found old egg rolls,

Sitting in the kitchen looking for playdough

Baby Brother

by Fat Lazy

When my brother was born I was there watching him come out and he was crying all red bald head baby When I touched him he was so smooth and warm and handsome when I touched him I Was so happy i seen him come out I really wanted a little brother cause I was the baby I felt a heart of joy I thought how it feel to have a son of my own one day I ain’t taste nothing but air mom screaming nervous, heart racing ‘’get the baby out’’ mom said I seen my brother come out he poked his head out it was the best day ever I wasn’t the baby anymore.

Ms. Jones

by M.J.

my mother hugs me and kiss my forehead and won’t let me go

she know that i be doing good and she want me to do better in school

but it makes me happy

i can see my mother from far away when im walking in the hall way

she makes me happy

all the time when we cook christmas dinner for the family we don’t play

I JUST LOVE MY MOTHER.

Love is Fire

by A. M.

As I walk into the visiting room.

Kinda scared more so happy to see my mom.

When my mom walked through the door

my eyes got big as a brown tarsier.

I hugged her tightly, like it was my last time seeing her.

It made me feel sad.

I started to day dream

A tear of joy fell down my face.

I realize love is fire.

Ninjas

by A.H.

Going outside wit my friends and beat my feet

And go riding bikes wit the mob

And going across the street to play some B-ball wit some football

Going in the house it’s about 5:00 outside

My grandfather downstairs whipping some deviled eggs

Ninjas jumping all over my gma house fighting and playing

I DID A FLIP AND LEFT THE HOUSE

BUT NINJAS RUNNING ALL OVER MY GMA HOUSE

Jay Jr’s Birth

by J.B.

I walk in a hospital room

The machine beside her bed screamed through the room

She’s in the bed can’t eat in pain even with

Epidural

Thought she may pass out when will this be over

She say she’s in pain I then hit the call button

The nurses come running in the room

The nurses scream push, push, push

Then he came out

His skin was so soft

I was finna cry

Home

by A.N.

Monday night visit

I rather see her in da kitchen

but my mother an sister i was missin

going to visitation i was so glad

I saw my sister an mother and I told them I love them

they both got up so i could hug them.

Hugging my mother feels like the clouds

I really miss her smile.

I want to be home when im home I feel like

A king with his throne but in a few days I will be home

My Life

by C. S.

lm around lincoln heights running up money

Back street action it might get crunchy

Dont come on this backstreet thinking we buddie

All the cold nights hand to hand with the junkies

I was down bad now im up

I taking off fast like a car and they prayed I get stuck

I walked in the blind

It hit me just like a Surprise

War in my eyes it hurt to the core

Part of me died but still I’m alive.

The Mansion Was Always a Dream

by A.A.

Dreaming bout a house on a hill

Woke up in the projects

Stay out the streets

They cant

His heart stuck

Been on the avenue so long

He forgot where he lived

Million dollars on his mind

He trying to get it out

Mason Margelas $1100

He only counting where his feet at

Came up from rags

Now its riches

Getting Money wit the team

Start having fun wit transactions

The Mansion was always a dream

Some helped him spend money fast

Early mornings on the ave

Junkies everywhere tryn get a blast

He got fronted raw and glass

16 his hustle turned to joy

Getting money

Living wild

17 he counted 15 thousands

Re’d up and went to Cali

Smoking San Fernando Valley

Cali treated him different

City of Angels

Treated him like a NBA ball player

Y cant he get shown love like that in the Murder capital

Fast cars

And tinted SUV’s

People eye him like he a mayor

On the walk of fame he felt famous

Got love in the City Of Angels

Shopping sprees

Clerks guessing

Looking at the lights

In LA

I told myself

You can do anything

And if you put your all in what you do

No matter what it is people will look at you successfully

I Love D.C. for making me who i am

But i love the world Allah put me on more

Dead Presidents

He gon get it

As long as they print it

Too much of it

Is never enough of it

Incarcerated

But wont Never Lay Down

Still Paying my legal

If i dont never get to get money again

Im still the Last Of Dying Breed

Nascar Drivers

by E.H.

I was racing my friend on the streets.

I was in a red 2 door porsche and my friend was in a gold 4 door porsche truck.

We raced through third street tunnel.

I was going about 120 mph and it was hard to slow down.

I thought i was about to crash.

I was laughing and my friends were screaming like some little girls.

Loyal Strong Relationship

by N.E.

Me and a woman met in December

She caught my eye, she something I had to remember

Her skin brown and body slim thick

That’s my dawg, she stay down we gon both get rich

I’ve cheated before but she still stayed loyal

She cried herself to sleep before but still stayed strong

I can give her my heart because we both grown

When she’s around I feel safe

Been humble in my cell because I’m going beat my case

Being laid up it smell like woman lotion

Can’t trust a lot of people because a lot be folding

When kissing her it sounds like a basketball went straight in the net

She stands up like a queen

I’m the man of the relationship call me the king

I lost some homies but she was there to calm down the pain