'I come from'

I come from a broken household
Where my father is not my sibling’s,
From women trying to bring a truce
And boys fighting with sticks and words.
I come from fairy tales and Disney fictions
Teaching me risible lessons about women,
I come from a mother proving them wrong,
From a heritage lost in the movement.
I come from Jaw Breakers, Mars bars,
Skittles, political problems never solved.
I come from a patchwork culture
Of American clothes, Chinese food
And bad home-made comedies.
I come from music taught by an older brother
That other kids at school didn’t listen to.
I come from Stephen King books,
From Burton and Miyazaki films,
That fuelled my quill and my day dreams.
I come from the French that revolutionised a system
To let us peacefully surrender to the next one.