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“Hola, Soy GORA (The Sonnet) Hermanas y hermanos, hola, soy GORA, Guerrero, Observador, Reformador, Amante. Thus speaks the human practicing humanity, Despite all agony, no retrocedas oh valiente! To the helpless, destitute and discriminated, I am but a nameless servant most humble. To lift the fallen and make them self-reliant, Is the purpose of my life, straight and simple. Beware o peddlers of hate and bigotry, Get hold of your prejudice and hysteria! When calm, reformist mind brings light, When enraged, it is the fabled chupacabra! Each conscientious being is reform incarnate. From your humane struggle never you deviate.”

“To me everyone is equal, until they feel the urge to offer advise based on some stroneage tradition. That moment, I stop considering them as equal humans, and start treating them as adolescent children. Whenever you feel the audacity to advise a reformer, ask yourself this - what exactly have you done for the society that makes you qualified to judge a reformer? I sacrificed my youth for the world. What have you done? I put off starting a family for the world. What have you done? I obliterated my national and cultural identity for the world. What have you done? Till you've abolished the last trace of active bigotry, intolerance and fanatical fantasies from your mind, don't you dare touch my work. Everybody can quote Naskar, not everybody can accompany Naskar.”

“Whenever morons 'n their yes men ruin harmony, whenever accountability is deemed as misdemeanor, embracing affliction, from the dust 'n dirt of soil 'n street, you the Milkyway Messiah is to rise as the sentient shield.”

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 4 Raise your power in silence, Become a dynamite of resilience. Head high and chest emboldened, March on with uncorrupt conscience. Be the heart that loves and lifts, Be the hand that shares might. Feel the talk and talk the feel, Be the mirror of sight beyond sight. Be the first when no one comes, Be the last when all are gone. Be the one who sits not still, Be the rays of a dutiful dawn. You are the order you seek outside. To be human is to put coldness aside.”

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 8 Give me a spark of your nerves, I'll turn it into thunder strike. Give me a tremor of your lips, I'll turn it into landslide. Give me a teardrop of your eyes, I'll turn it into tsunami. Give me the sweat of your labor, I'll turn it into hydroelectricity. Give me a beat of your heart, I'll turn it into an earthquake. Give me a touch of your fingers, I'll turn it into society’s duct tape. Ingredients of reform are born of your veins. Renounce your apathy and reform will rain.”

“The Gentalist Sonnet I only ask one thing of my soldier – everything! Give up all, so that those with nothing receive life. What can I give to thee, except for this life of mine, Says the brave gentalist across all personal strife. Gente means people, and people are the music of life. Love the people, lift the people, people are the way. Not your people, not my people, it's all one people. Once you feel it in your bones, uplift is on its way. I don't believe in a messiah, I don't believe in a god, ‘Cause I’m far too accountable for my society, my world. Thus speaks the gentalist, burning with a sense of duty, Thus speaks the living aid, who ain’t no mythical lord. If a chunk of alum can purify a bucket of putrid water, Your heart can purify the world with its gentalist power.”

“The helpless, forgotten, discriminated and destitute, are my brothers and sisters, and I won't stop, till I lift them up to take their rightful place upon the fabric of society, with my last blood drop.”

“Worship of Chains (The Sonnet) Enough with the worship of chains! Enough with celebration of selfishness! Time it is to shatter the altars of separation. Time it is to be the ravager of primitiveness. Let us hang all our sectarian gods and idols. Let us start a new worship of love and liberty. Let us be prophets and messengers of harmony. Let us be disintegrated in realization of inclusivity. Let us go insane and kick all prison-gates down. Let us burn locks to ashes with flames of heart. Let us call upon the vigor eternal from within. Let us hunt down the last trace of inhuman dirt. Let us draw a noble anatomy for civilization. Let us lay ourselves as cornerstones of ascension.”

“To hell with the crown jewels, to hell with Fort Knox! You have something a billion times more valuable than all the treasures in the world. It is your human life. Give it up - give it up without a second's thought - give it up for those who have their back against the wall – those who are exploited, abused and alienated every single moment of their life – those who are pushed, and pushed, and pushed, by the materialistic world until they have nowhere to go. Give it up all for them. Show the world what a real king, a real queen looks like. Sacrifice makes one king or queen, not bloodline.”

“You may come or not to walk beside me, I won't stand still in silence while the oceans burn and the sun turns dark - I will either right the wrongs or perish in the attempt - and even if I burn to ashes in trying to humanize my surroundings, those ashes of mine will still smoke inclusion, equality and humaneness - I am not born a human to crawl as an indifferent vermin, I am born a human to embrace death for the values, the principles, the virtues that ought to be the foundation of human civilization - I am sleepless and I will stay sleepless till all the children of earth can sleep in peace with a full stomach and a happy heart, without worrying about guns and bombs, without worrying about prejudice and phobia, without worrying about discrimination and deportation - I will stay sleepless till the whole world becomes a family, not in theory, not in philosophy, not in argument, not even in futuristic vision, but in reality and practice.”

“It's time to be a hero, instead of holding out for one. The good people of history are all gone - MLK, Lincoln, Parks, Tolstoy, Teresa, Madiba and many more - all are gone, now it's time for us to be the new good people. We must be the new people - a new people with a new vision - a new people with a new perception - a new people with a rejuvenated and determined desire for equality, inclusion and assimilation - a new people bearing the torch of a new world, where religion is the people, philosophy is the people, salvation is the people.”

“Amantes Assemble Sonnet 63 Love is a lamp, That the sane cannot light. Peace is poetry, That the sober cannot write. Growth is green, That the greedy cannot plant. Insight is a state, That the pompous cannot land. Society is a cup of tea, That the selfish cannot make. World is a responsibility, That the animals cannot take. However, it's okay if the world feels too heavy. Start by taking your neighborhood's responsibility.”

“Peygamber Undercover (Sonnet of Accountability) Everywhere I look, there's apocalypse! Everywhere I look, there's inhumanity! We have slept like a log long enough! It's time for the human to embody humanity! Still if you ask out of fear and insecurity, What can you one person do to bring change! Mark my words, if you are really determined, You could part the ocean with sheer intent. You have the power to turn this ailing world, Into a world of laughter and loveliness. The question is, are you a responsible human, Or just another crummy vessel of recklessness? Whatever the trouble may be, you are the answer. In this difficult time, you are peygamber undercover.”

“Messiahs don't drop from the sky, As mortal suffering jumps the fence. A messiah is just a mortal, Minus all the indifference. Peygambers don't jog down from jennet, As people are troubled by malice. A peygamber is just a regular person, Who has conquered their prejudice. Buddhas don't grow in a zen garden, As the world reeks of bigotry. A buddha is just an ordinary being, Minus all the self-centricity.”

“Amantes Assemble Sonnet 14 Messiahs don't drop from the sky, As mortal suffering jumps the fence. A messiah is just a mortal, Minus all the indifference. Peygambers don't jog down from jennet, As people are troubled by malice. A peygamber is just a regular person, Who has conquered their prejudice. Buddhas don't grow in a zen garden, As the world reeks of bigotry. A buddha is just an ordinary being, Minus all the self-centricity. Mind is the enemy, mind is the mate. To all wounds of society mind is ointment.”