My spoken word poem that I choose.
My spoken word poem that I choose.
There are 196 countries ,
2,469,501 cities to visit and learn from.
Travelling is a good way to reach that point ,
finding new friends and places were you like to go as if you were in Disney World.
Katy was a 10 year old girl ,
living in most populated country in the world
Between her house straight , highways, and bridges ,
having a path to the other imaginary world,
walking in all days ,
greeting and having fun with the people around her,
carrying packages put them into a ship going threw the blue ocean sea.
But one day everything had a move.
Katy , woke up to get her yummy and tasty eggs in the morning ,
hearing disturbing noises that couldn’t let her it her breakfast.
Bridges , Paths and old roads were all gone ,
instead mechanical trains and cars were replaced lefting no past.
Paying money to travel , smoke allover her face , being kind of upset.
Katy couldn’t walk now her mom buyed a new car.
Traffic, Insults to people until they reach to their homes,
She couldn’t visit her grandmother again ,
no path no sidewalk , it was imposible.
Years passed along ,
Katy as a 20 year girl finally got a job ,
being a traveller spending her lifetime meeting and learning new cultures and traditions.
Having to suffer from airplanes to cars and from cars to bickes ,
But it was a tool a gift that god gave to her,
being able changing dependence to independence.
Having more security on her trips capturing those good moments transportation is leding to a better future.