Im not ashamed to say (pt.1)-a slam poem
I’m not so ashamed to say
That I used to have a lava lamp
Back when I would take my cup of cheerios
And sit
In front of the TV
Still in my pajamas
With my brother
Who back then
Was my hero
When we would watch
Nickelodeon
Together on Saturday mornings
And I thought I was cool
Hanging with an older kid
Back when
“Are you afraid of the dark?â?
Would make me check under my bed at night
But I would never admit that to my brother
Because he was my hero
Back when I would sit and
Watch him shoot fireballs from
The hand of an Italian plumber
With an extravagant mustache
And when we would argue over
Who had the best game boy games
Back when
I was so excited
To play Oregon Trail
In class
On a
Computer the size of my entire desk
Oh yes
But now
My brother is ready to move out
And
My lava lamp is now covered in dust
And put away somewhere
In the back of my closet
With all my other memories
But sometimes I take it out
And look at it
Remembering that I used to know