I was born different, planted different,
a corn among asparagus
“I know how we’re perceived.
I know how people look at us.”
I made mistakes, ran from the law.
My mother loved me, sent me to a retreat
A light came, shone on me,
I realized I had a strength inside myself.
I stopped running. The bends
straightened, I saw a clearing far away.
I looked at children
I wanted to see their beginnings,
like where I was before,
how they will change.
Pride is precious jewel.
I owed something I wanted to return
to the children, to my mother.
note: quotations and ideas from a young man interviewed by and interviewing the president.