Where I’m from poem
Drafting “Where I’m from”
style by Gorege Ella Lyon
I am from the car of muscle
From the rumble of muscle
From the mustang of speed
From the checkered flag is home
I am from the smoke from the tire
From the black asphalt to the dirt
From the rumble from the engine
From the fire from the exhaust
I am from the rumble from the cars
From the loud zoom as the cars go bye
From the hotdogs from the stands
From the excitement in the stands
I am from the flags dancing in the wind
From the crashes of the cars
From the wind of the cars going bye
From the tires screeching across the track
I am from the tire blowing up
From the anxiety getting to the pit
From the pit crew working their magic
From the speeding to beat the pace car
I am from the crowd going wild
Form the car going across the stripe
From the announcement saying I won
From the trophy in my hands
From crowd all around screaming my name
That’s where I’m from