"The Black Man Talking Emotions Podcast" Starring Dom L'Amour
"The Black Man Talking Emotions Podcast" Starring Dom L'Amour
"I Am Saint Louis" 6/27/24 12:49PM
"Time. 6/27/24 12:49pm. Location Poem was written. Sharpsburg GA. Home, Saint Louis
Doesn’t matter where I live in the world!
Chicago. My home is saint louis.
Los Angeles. My home in saint Louis
No matter where I visit in the world
Nassau. My home is Saint Louis
Dublin. My home is saint louis. It doesn’t matter.
Will you support the Atlanta braves? If the cardinals aren’t playing…maybe
You must love living in a town with a football team. You live the falcons right.
My football team play in the UFL and their name is the battle hawks.
I am saint louis Missouri, through and through. I am toasted ravioli. I am imos pizza. I am bread co. My first date was at a pasta house. I got married in forest park
my order is a Half order of shrimp fried rice, a shrimp Saint Paul sandwich, a peach vess with some egg rolls. EVERY SINGLE TIME FOLKS.
Good and bad, saint Louis has my heart. I love a cardinals game, but I also want to see ball park village stop enforcing strange dress codes like “No jerseys, athletic shorts, sagging pants or shorts, or bandanas”. We know who you are talking about. And also the venue is 15 steps away from Baseball heaven…BUSCH STATDIUM.
I love Nelly, Jayson Tatum, David freeze and Stan the man
I can smell the food trucks in tower grove park sitting in my house right now.
I hear the music at the botanical gardens. I can feel the fans blowing during intermission at the Muny. I see the kids rolling down Art hill.
I remember falling asleep on the floor at saints during the lock ins. Wearing baby blue Air Force ones with a baby blue Micheal Jordan North Carolina jersey on and a pair of gah-bows.
I can taste the donuts from pharaohs donuts. I can taste the beer at schlafys. I can taste my grandmothers greens. I’m wearing a STL HAT here, there and everywhere. I don’t own a hat with another city on it. People have Seen my hometown pride in magome, tsumago, Kyoto and hakone.
How can I be me without my city.
I hear miles Davis in Mexico, I see Black Lives Matter in Ireland.
I know that Ferguson is 12 miles from downtown STL.
I believe that I’m a force of nature, because of my city. You don’t scare me. You don’t know what I’ve seen, but also the love that I share comes from the people, the music, the food, the community that raised me.
My white Air Force ones with the gum bottoms if you know you know, but to most it isn’t a dead give away. The way I say therr slips out from time to time. My favorite quarterback is Kurt Warner. May not say you much. My closet has 38 items that say either STL, Saint Louis, Kirkwood, or the wood. But you can’t get into my closet. My father played baseball with Nelly back in the day, my grandfather use to bodyguard for Ike and Tina on the east side, I was on the cover of Louie magazine in high school, OH what high school did I go to you ask? Kirkwood class of 07! I have an 30 pack of Bud select in my refrigerator downstairs here in Georgia right now.
All these things but what you truly need to see is this.
I’m a young black man, raised by a single mother on the south side of STL. I’m not rich, I’m not a monster success. Where I’m from, I knew people who never left the city. I knew people who were murdered, I knew the difference between fireworks and guns as a child. But I’m alive. I’m married, working on a family. College grad, and proud of my hometown.
I am a visual representation of saint louis. The city comes in different colors, shapes and sizes. But it’s
Strong.Loving.Smart.Hard.Old.Beautiful.Ugly.Troubling.Confusing.Inspiring. Growing.Big.A wee bit racist.Yet progressive.Historic.Conservative. Free. I mean everything. The zo
Ladies and gentlemen, it's been a good time this year. This is going to be kind of a little break in the season Instead of me doing multiple shows while I'm out of town. When I used to do this in season one, I would have a poem every week and I kind of started to stop doing that. They weren't really getting much traction, but I've heard people say they wanted to hear more poems. So this year, instead of doing it every week like I did the first, I wanted to do a month of just poems. So we're going to be in Rome. I wanted to make sure that I had something consistently coming out every week. So this is going to be the first of those four weeks of poems. Without further ado, let's get into the first poem of the season. The first poem of the season.
Speaker 1:I am St Louis, june 27, 2024, 1249 pm. Location poem was written Sharpsburg, georgia. Home, st Louis, missouri. Doesn't matter where I live in the world, chicago, my home is St Louis. L world, chicago, my home is St Louis. La. My home is St Louis, no matter where I visit. In the world Nassau, my home is St Louis. Dublin, my home is St Louis, doesn't matter.
Speaker 1:Will you support the Atlanta Braves If the Cardinals aren't playing. Maybe you must love living in this town with a football team. You love the Falcons, right? My football team play in the UFL and their name is the Battle Hawks. I am St Louis, missouri through and through. I am toasted ravioli. I am Emo's Pizza. I am Breadco. My first date was at a pasta house. I got married in Forest Park. My order is a half order of shrimp fried rice, a shrimp St Paul sandwich, a peach vest and some egg rolls. Every single time, folks, good and bad, st Louis has my heart. I love a Cardinals game, but I also want to see Ballpark Village stop enforcing strange dress codes like no jerseys or athletic shorts, sack and pans, bandanas or you know stuff that you know what they're talking about but they aren't saying. And also, the venue is 15 steps away from a baseball heaven, bush Stadium. Why not wear a jersey, weirdos? I'm sure that all of this stuff isn't the same as it used to be when I used to live there, but it's something that I always found weird. I love Nelly, jason Tatum, david Freeze, stan the man, albert Pujols, yadier Molina. I could smell the food trucks in Tower Grove Park. Sitting in my house right now. I hear the music at the Botanical Gardens. I can feel the fans blowing during intermission At the Muni. I see the kids rolling down Art Hill. I remember falling asleep on the floor at Saints During the lock-ins, wearing my baby blue Air Force Ones, with the baby blue Michael Jordan North Carolina jersey on and a pair of Jabot's blue Michael Jordan North Carolina jersey on and a pair of jabos.
Speaker 1:I could taste the donuts from Pharaoh's Donuts. I could taste the beer at Schlafly's. I could taste my grandmother's greens. I'm wearing a St Louis hat here, there and everywhere. I don't own a hat with any other city on it.
Speaker 1:People have seen my hometown pride in Magome, sumego, kyoto, hakone. How can I be me without my city? I hear Miles Davis in Mexico. I see Black Lives Matter in Ireland. I know that Ferguson is 12 miles from downtown St Louis.
Speaker 1:I believe that I'm a force of nature because of my city. You don't scare me, you don't know what I've seen. But also the love that I share comes from the people, the music, the food, the community that raised me. My white Air Force Ones with the gum bottoms if you know, you know, but to most it isn't a dead giveaway. The way I say, thar slips out from time to time. My favorite quarterback is Kurt Warner, may not say you much. My closet has 38 items that say either St Louis, stl, kirkwood or the Wood, but you can't get into my closet. My father played baseball with Nelly back in the day. My grandfather used to bodyguard for Ike and Tina on the east side. I was on the cover of Louis Magazine in high school. Oh, what high school did you go to? You ask Kirkwood, class of 07. I have a 30-pack of Bud Select in my refrigerator downstairs here in Georgia right now.
Speaker 1:All these things, well, what you truly need to see is this I'm a young black man raised by a single mother on the south side of St Louis. I'm not rich. I'm not a monster. Success when I'm from. I knew people who never left the city. I knew people who were murdered. I knew the difference between fireworks and guns as a kid. But I'm alive. I'm married, but I'm alive. I'm married, working on a family, college grad and proud of my hometown. I am a visual representation of St Louis. The city comes in different colors, shapes and sizes, but it's strong, loving, smart, hard, old, beautiful Ugly. Loving, smart, hard, old, beautiful ugly. Troubling, confusing, inspiring, growing big, a wee bit racist, yet progressive, historic, conservative, free I mean everything the zoo, the art museum, etc. It's home, it's me.
