I am from

My version of the I am from poem

I am From

I am from the pit. I am from the middle of the US where cows and wheat cover our land.
From the sunflowers, the bright yellows aimed at the sun.
I am from the dysfunction, where normal is not a term we know.
From the rib of the partner put on this Earth to appease me.
I am from the selfish and entitled, lining up to get their participation trophy.
From the I’ll give you something to cry about, eat everything on your plate.

I am from broken Christianity, and total blind faith
I am from KS, German Catholic, close-minded, just let me have my way.
From the farm, from the tiny town, from the black and white, the dime story candy.
I am from the general store days, where change could actually buy something
From the get home when the lights come on, ride your bike all over town.
I am from the corded home phone, the hamburger and tuna helper

From the f@#$ around and find out, not scared to use violence
I am from the homegrown, I am from the country bred
From the Skol ring in the back pocket, the cowboy boots worn thin
I am from kool-aid and Everclear, the yes is all a guy wanted to hear
From smoking before high school to never knowing when enough is enough