Poem I read in class
Summer is here and it’s time to explore
I don’t think that will be a bummer
I like being adventurous
I think that it can be really contagious
Traveling to Europe with my old native language of English
I talk with such a New York accent and slangs
Going to Europe for this adventure
I heard they talk in English as well but with a different accent
I get to London for my Church conference
The vibe is very light but shifted
What makes it different?
The fact that everyone speaks english but is different
It’s not the language but only in the way they speak
I cannot fathom the fact that their accent is so peak
It’s awesome, formal and rich
I cannot compare with my New York accent in being so street like
“Glooks”, “Was Good”, “Yerr”, they are all New York Slang
“Cheers”, “Mate”, “Fancy”, this is a whole new vibe for english
I’m trying to talk in my ways
But it only goes towards the way I say
Confusion is put upon me towards my fellow brother and sisters
But one thing for sure, is that they think it’s cool
For the same reason I think it’s cool for their accents
They find it unique in myself too
I now know the purpose for our backgrounds of language
It is not to diss each other on ways we cannot understand
But to instead find ways to fully understand each other
In our different parts of the world that make us unique in one another


