The ones from the foreign lady.
Aspiring to be.
Greater than what they come from.
Still holding on to what they believe.
Customs Customs.
Yet so different.
Born in the Rural
Grew up in the Urban.
Daily pounded to change the sight they see.
But they have to look over the right nows.
As the others play outside & enjoy the sunshine.
While getting to know their peers.
They take a ride around the corner and stick to their OWN customs.
Here with a goal.
They see with tunnel vision.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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