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Who Understands Me But Me by Jimmy Santiago Baca

[ 4 ] July 23, 2007 |

This poem was written by Jimmy Santiago Baca who I really admire. I definitely recommend reading his biography, it is really powerful and I thoroughly enjoyed reading his book. I hope you enjoy his poem.

Who Understands Me But Me

They turn the water off, so I live without water,
they build walls higher, so I live without treetops,
they paint the windows black, so I live without sunshine,
they lock my cage, so I live without going anywhere,
they take each last tear I have, I live without tears,
they take my heart and rip it open, I live without heart,
they take my life and crush it, so I live without a future,
they say I am beastly and fiendish, so I have no friends,
they stop up each hope, so I have no passage out of hell,
they give me pain, so I live with pain,
they give me hate, so I live with my hate,
they have changed me, and I am not the same man,
they give me no shower, so I live with my smell,
they separate me from my brothers, so I live without brothers,
who understands me when I say this is beautiful?
who understands me when I say I have found other freedoms?

I cannot fly or make something appear in my hand,
I cannot make the heavens open or the earth tremble,
I can live with myself, and I am amazed at myself, my love, my beauty,
I am taken by my failures, astounded by my fears,
I am stubborn and childish,
in the midst of this wreckage of life they incurred,
I practice being myself,
and I have found parts of myself never dreamed of by me,
they were goaded out from under rocks in my heart
when the walls were built higher,
when the water was turned off and the windows painted black.
I followed these signs
like an old tracker and followed the tracks deep into myself
followed the blood-spotted path,
deeper into dangerous regions, and found so many parts of myself,
who taught me water is not everything,
and gave me new eyes to see through walls,
and when they spoke, sunlight came out of their mouths,
and I was laughing at me with them,
we laughed like children and made pacts to always be loyal,
who understands me when I say this is beautiful?

By Jimmy Santiago Baca

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  1. joy says:

    love your blog! care to x-links?

  2. […] I strongly recommend reading No Place to Stand. I just finished reading it for the second time, it made me love Jimmy all over again. I’ve posted another great poem from him titled Who Understands Me But Me. […]

  3. who says says:

    someone should really think of putting a criticism about his poems i need some for a research project…

  4. chris says:

    read his book very inspiring, i owe my interest in poetry to baca