Paying Duez... Brooklyn chapter 2

I've worn out 8 pairs of shoes

since I moved to NYC in August 2008

I've lost 30 pounds

but gained a renewed love for walking

Mother Mary has protected me

during my drunken hours

and altercations with masculinity

I've learnt how to absorb negative remarks

and process personal insecurities

while staying productive in the spirit of survival

Through the frustrations of getting lost in the "Big City"

I've taught myself basic directions

and surprisingly, I've been called on as a guide

for friends and family

from California to Mexico, even native born New Yorkers

who rarely travel outside their borough

I've become friends with humility

by silencing my ego's desire just to be seen,

for how could I fly in a new land

without learning how to walk

And through walking,

I've allowed the streets to be my classroom

Thus fulfilling my role as an expressionist

who is in touch with the people's spirit

I haven't allowed the rampant disregard for humanity

to blind my genuine kindness

but there is a time and place for everything

and I have made my mistakes

I've learnt how to continue my journey,

a journey that believes in the deepest principles of love.