Biography of rico avila
Born and raised in Chicago. Traveled the world quite a bit through the military. Joined at 19, I am now 31 and still in. In Afghanistan at the moment.
rico avila Poems
Tough Streets Of Chicago
Tough streets of Chicago, you made me who I am. Tough streets of Chicago, for me you had a plan. You forced me to observe, what kids my age did not. You taught me to look and see, always looking for a plot.
Do Not Stand At My Grave
Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow.
Call It A Poem
Just read a poem, read line by line. seemed more like a story, with no reason or rhyme.
Dance Of War
Our hearts are beating quickly, our breaths are long and rough. Sweat in our eyes blinds us, as we continue to huff and puff.
Many poems that I read, read badly toward pride, but as for me, I must adimt, I'm on prides side. I'm proud of all I am, and proud of all I do, If you wore this uniform, you would be proud too.
He walked all neighborhoods, all he did was roam. He seemed to be homeless, but he did have a home.
Jefferson Park, is where I used to play. Baseball and basketball, all hours of the day.
Many poems that I read, read badly toward pride,
but as for me, I must adimt, I'm on prides side.
I'm proud of all I am, and proud of all I do,
If you wore this uniform, you would be proud too.
I'm proud to be all I can be, every single day,
Proud like you, when home from school, your kid bring you an A.
Don't be convinced by what you read, that pride is always bad,
that pride is even concidered bad, just makes me kind of sad.
If prides a sin, I will not live, I'll gladly go to hell,