Sunday, November 3, 2013

Trash Bag Luggage



3shirts, 1 pair of shoes, 1 undergarment, and 2 pants,
They told me to throw it in my trash bag.
My trash bag was my luggage and the only thing that belonged to me.
A couple of drawings from my group home's goodbye,
I placed it in my trash bag.
My trash bag was my luggage and the only thing that belonged to me.
3 hours, 1 soda, 1 social worker, and 2 dollars,
Out the car I saw families that weren't mine,
I sighed and squeezed my trash bag tight.
My trash bag was my luggage and the only thing that belonged to me.
3 staff, 1 bed, 1 closet, and 1 bible,
They said this is my new sojourn home.
I unloaded my luggage to some laughs that weren't mine.
My trash bag was my luggage and the only thing that belonged to me.
3 shirts, 1 pair of shoes, 1 undergarment, and 2 pants,
A couple of drawings from my group home's goodbye,
I watched as girls leave to parents that weren't mine.
Many months went by and they threw my trash bag away.
They didn't know and I didn't tell,
That my trash bag was my luggage and the only thing that belonged to me. 
-Whitney S.







2 comments:

  1. This is so sad and before people laugh they should understand why she's carrying all her stuff before people judge her.
    Jessica M.

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  2. Very emotional poem, which made me imagine while reading. We have no right to judge others, and this we all should understand. Some time we have lots of memories which can not delete from our brains, memories stays with us forever. I enjoyed reading trash bag luggage.
    Nabila ENG 112

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