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“We'll battle for trivial, senseless things, Scattering roses in the realm of imagination, While reality blankets the earth with burdens, Walls fade to a pallid hue, And the air becomes stifled. You'll sense that everything stands opposed, Opportunities arrive, if at all, belatedly. If they come, This misery is sure to cling to us. In my path, stumbles stretch, And behind me, an unvanishing past Continues to torment me. Beyond my limits, all roads are paved, Are you foolish enough To accompany me on this journey through hell, Without promises? Life has taught me its obstinance, Stubborn with me, If I dream. So, will you accept?”

“Write one more stanza—now. Set the page ablaze with the anger in the hollow ache of our bones— anger for the new hate, same as the old kind of hate for the wrong skin color, for the accent in a voice, for the love of those we’re not supposed to love. Anger for the voice of politics armed with lies, fear that holds democracy at gunpoint.”

“How I still want to sing despite all the truth of our wars and our gunshots ringing louder than our school bells, our politicians smiling lies at the mic, the deadlock of our divided voices shouting over each other instead of singing together. How I want to sing again-- beautiful or not, just to be harmony--from sea to shining sea--with the only country I know enough to know how to sing for.”

“Timelessly, that flame flickered. Unquenchable upon its undying wick. Fluctuating, pulsating, Dimming to near darkness at moments only to spark the clearer. Endlessly, that fire wickered. Ubiquitous in its guiding light. Permeating, coalescing, All-encompassing of the smallest point and grandest of spheres. Boundlessly, that blaze bickered. Ultimate in its infinite valour. Contesting, challenging, And settling with the edge of infinity, that ultimate bound severe.”

“Let no man in the world have The gift from god or nature To see the little girl living In emotional poverty Living in fear and insecurity Living in a sixty-two-year-old woman I have come to see and know I love you with all my heart All that I have seen All that I knew All that I have given All that I love about you Is given from my soul To furnish your soul When the choices come No material gifts No emotional gifts Will match the immortal love I have in me That Only lives to love you” Santiago”

“They're Killing Us (Poem) ________ May my feet land on the safe ends of Your robes, For human land drinks human blood and feasts on its remains. May my hands be held by Your hands, For human hands were loving me yesterday but are murdering me today. May my eyes be filled with sanity, for this generation is piercing me with its inhumanity. May I dwell in Your heaven, as I no longer feel safe on this earth even. My feet are stumbling on many dead bodies. My hands are replete with burns and bruises from the spears of those who You lovingly created in Your image just as I was crested. My eyes are filled with images of my people killed. My body is garmented in agony, trauma, confusion, and fume. Where can I take refuge from these dirty souls who seek my blood? To whom should I run to brood these now broken soles, and eyes filled with floods? Lead me to where it’s safest. Lead me to where it’s kindest.”

“Old, yet beloved to my family, the cart is marked with the prints and sweat of our ancestors, who began our journeys in trade. I carry our world in this cart, wares we have taken ages to create. Foraging through earth and trees to source our natural ingredients. Wares I push with deep pride, along the sloping, uneven terrain. I can travel further with the cart and expand my avenues for trade.”