Well this took a long time to get posted, my blog decided it hated me and wouldnt accept my password anymore.

Back in the first weekend of this month I went back to chicago for some BS army medical tests and a ceremony. I had a night to stop by a high school for a poetry slam between some schools that are very different. The difference between the writings of the rich white kids who live in the west suburbs and those who live in the city itself was just amazing. The topics and also the way they were described. The two that stuck out in my mind were from two opposite worlds and the struggles they both talked about were so conflicting it blew my mind. On the one hand there was a reader talking about the pain and loss of their football team losing their senior game and how they would not get another chance to redeem themselves. There were lots of sounds used to convey the idea of big hits and heavy breathing, being a football player myself I could understand it and relate to it but it still felt trivial compared to many struggles others face. The other reader talked bout the temptation of gang violence and how he listens to beats rockin like glocks kickin back brass justice. All in all the poems were good, the readers were mostly younger but they did quite a good job with what they brought to the table. Most were very animated, some too much but it made for a good chuckle. All in all it was a good experience and finally I got to write my lil piece about it.