Where I´m From

I am from cup of coffee,

from Juan Valdez and Colcafé

I am from the building 

besides the park

surrounded by

brick and cement 

I am from the orchid, 

the Gachala Emerald 

whose color is as 

blue as its sea.

I am from sitting at the table

and old guys. 

From Amelia and Luis

and the Saieh's.

I am from screaming and shouting 

and laughing

(almost shouting)

as a big, huge family.

I am from do as I say

and stop the noise.

From church on Sundays,

the silence of mass, 

the prayers memorized

repeated over and over again, 

at church, bed

and the dinner table

I am from Barranquilla, 

from the land Palestine

farms in the outsides of the city, 

and memories kept. 

From rice and Labneh

eaten every Saturday 

after 12 o'clock.

http://middlemindz.blogspot.com/2012/05/where-im-from.html