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Grades level iconsGrades 8–9
Genre information iconPoetry
Resource type iconWriting

Off The Dribble

by Chidi A., Age 12, 826 Valencia
A poet hears the weight of history like music when playing basketball.
About the Author

CHIDI was born in San Francisco, and he’s twelve years old. He likes basketball, video games, and school. He wants to study math in college, and be an NBA player in the future.

Off The Dribble

Light-headed

Heavy-Heart

A syncopated pulse

 

Lost for words

Inherently mute

My palms feel cold…

 

With ebony hands gripping the vermilion ball

My body sways like a windy tree

I shoot the ball hoping that it swooshes like the wind

 

I played Basketball,

Under the luminous light

Idle in the street

Hearing a Raggedy Tune

with a pain so deep…

I can no longer feel

 

With a melanin tune

 

I heard that Negro’s empty hearted voice

I heard that Negro sing,

The piano moans…

Howls like a desperate crone

I heard that uninhabited crowd

Like a ghost in an abandoned town

 

Ain’t nobody

…but ma self

 

Put ma troubles

…on a shelf

 

Like history was built

…for myself…

 

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This piece was originally published in 826 Valencia’s Breathing Between the Future and the Past. 

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