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Middle Ground
By Cody Simon
I am from a school desk where ideas are discovered
From ink-stained fingers and filing folders
I am from a school crowded, lively, and loud
where some students are silenced, ignored, but some get their voices heard.
I am from a vernal pond,
like democracy, it depends on certain conditions.
It appears slowly after heavy rain,
then disappears just as quietly.
I am from recurring disagreements, silenced ideas and sometimes not having any ideas to express.
I am from a small Clifton Hills community where there aren’t many late-night debates.
It’s not that people don’t care as much as people just staying to themselves.
I am from “learn to listen more than you speak” and from nice, tame responses except when talking about money and the presidency, when things can get loud.
I feel like I belong at home, where tortillas are served with every meal and soup is the easiest meal when you don’t know what else to make.
I am not from philosophy, but an interest in chemistry, zoology, and environmental sciences.
I am from Dad telling stories of perseverance despite not having his basic needs met, and my own struggle to do well in school despite distractions to work.
I am from knowing the importance of having multiple inputs on a single thing, so you can find different ideas and find middle ground.
Meet the Poet – Cody Simon
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