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Where ever I am, Brooklyn Is

And this is not poem

By Dalevon JulianPublished 4 years ago 2 min read
Where ever I am, Brooklyn Is
Photo by Avi Werde on Unsplash

Give me your hand. Give me a moment

So I can help you understand

Why I am who I am

Born and raised in Brooklyn

And it's the Brooklyn in me

What you get is what you see

Like the many neighborhoods

all with their distinct identity

I've made home in many parts

Where I planted roots

That's who i'd be

Born and conceived in east new York

that's where I took my first steps

cut my first tooth

And where I first learned to talk

My early years in fort greene

single moms were aplenty

Hardcore streets

Where a good boy turned mean

Not for me I had a vision in my minds eye

so Mommy moved us away from there

to a deluxe apartment in the sky

Clinton Hill is where I grew up

thought I was grown

yet I was still just a pup

We moved out of state to Texas

finished my last year in school

so that I could graduate

On the first thing smokin back to Brooklyn

when I turned eightteen

They say big things grow in Texas

I say it had nothing

certainly no place for me to be seen

back home life got hard

trying to get ahead was really rough

I had to grow new skin and it had to be tough

Didn't have a home, many nights with no place to go

What I learned I had to learn it quick

cause there was so much to this place that I did not know

I was able to exhale for a little while in Crown Heights

My destiny was leading me to another place

I did not want to be

in my mind Bed Stuy would bring out the worst in me

I was at my lowest of lows my first days there

I prayed to God to take me away from here

who I thought someday I would be

It was so far away from the life I was living

it looked nothing like me

my soul was empty, my body limp and weak

One day a higher power called out to me

He said with all of my emptiness I have all I need

If I could find graciousness in the little things

and to just believe

13 years I learned to love all that I am right there in Bed Stuy

grew into this man, dared to dream again, and learned to aim high

I am now living 3000 miles away working on the things God tells me

I was born to do

no matter where I am, I'll always be a Brooklyn boy through and through

now if you will, please I'd like to know just a little bit about you

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