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Sidewalk (Central Ave)

May 8, 2019
By Drae BRONZE, Los Angeles, California
Drae BRONZE, Los Angeles, California
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It was here before all of us and taught us each a different lesson. All the cracks in it gave justification for putting cracks in our heart. We grew up together. It's as old as my moms mother. All the different personalities it met it still taught the same lesson. The path was all that we knew and it wanted us to get off. The sidewalk only taught hard lessons. We bled on the sidewalk. We experienced loss on the sidewalk. We out confident wallow g on the sidewalk. Other are scared do to the rumors. The grayness represents it's cold heart. The longness represents its will to continue. The sidewalk represents those who live on it. To some, this sidewalk is hated, loved, a parent, a guardian angel, Hell itself. To me, it's a lesson I'm still learning. I wonder if they paved all the cracks, would it still hurt. Would it still feel the need to teach these lessons or be this role models. Does the good outlay the bad? For me it doesn't. All the lost. All the pain. All the sacrifice that stood for nothing. No one will understand except the few that live there. No one will feel the need to live up to the sidewalks expectations, no one will understand that you have no choice. The sidewalk needs you 24 hours. The sidewalk will betray you one day. The sidewalk will need everything from you. The sidewalk won't allow you to go to school. The sidewalk will protect you but will leave you in the open. Why then? Why do we love it. Why do we love the thing that guarantees our downfall? When we know there's nothing else. Is it because it's fun to love your life on the edge? No. People the don't have to walk on this sidewalk always want to. They want to know the answer to the same question. I'll answer it for you. It's not because we love it. We know it ends with us dead or in a jail cell. We love it because I'd the freedom. We love it because it's nothing else. As much as your parents get on your nerves, you still love them right? Same with the sidewalk. It's all we knew. It raised us when no one else would and it raised us different. It made us feel special.


The author's comments:

This piece was a free-write. I wrote about a street in South Central LA


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