Ivy growing through crack in cement
My Ode
Jesse Marenco

My hood blocks the outside world.
Listening to music,
Feeling the beat,
Body going along the rhythm,
Striding across the pavement,
Stomping on the gravel,
Marching along the grass,
Forgetting about the time.

I take for granted
What many of us can do
Yet a few can’t.
Not knowing when,
I could have this
Glorious Ability
Taken Away.

It produces
Unappreciated benefit;
I can get from point A to B
Causing no hazardous waste,
Getting myself in shape,
Feeling great-
Able to Escape

I am
I can