Memories:
Brought to you by those who remember
growing up in the Hayward, Ca area.
And those who remember 'Pearl-escent Metallic Swirl' Rivieras
struttin' their stuff thru the school parking lots. And Mary
Janes, and Derby jackets, and wicked cool
expression thru facial make-up art.
And those who may or may not have been one of the only 'High Riders'
allowed to cross thru the 'Low Riders' smoking section during lunch
time ~ by the time I got to D Hall, you could hear them coughing
on the doobies I passed out on mah way through.
This is mah Brain ~ This is mah Brain on 'Coming of Age Memories'
Any (Rhetorical, of course) Questions?
I feel fortunate to have been raised in an area where the diversity
and multi-cultural population simply enhanced the beauty of all our differences.
Viva La fuckin' Razahhhhhhhh
