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latinos manos arriba
nicaragua throw up a fist
Salvatruchos manos juntos
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poesi me ha salvado la vida
locura, pena, perdida, triste
ABANDONADA........
the pen is my sword
the pad is my shield
el lapiz, mi sangre, mi fuerza


Mi papa
My father was from El Salvador
he ran away from his anguish, his discovery, himself
he wore a mask to parade in this maskarade called land of oppurtunity of forgetting
HE wore a mask a mask a mask


MI mama
my mother a lotus flower gracefully breaking through steep mountains was from nicaragua
she ran away from poverty from her roots ran away from herself
she couldnt afford a mask thus held herbstory her beliefs herself in her eyes
her eyes met my eyes in the eyes if sadness in my father
a man named Maximilliano lopez any one her recall such a name help me find my father
He wore a maskto parade in this maskarade USA and 21 years down the line i wear a mask
to tip toe on the rigid rims of sanity
aka insanity
Buscando la verdad escrito en los espejos en los ojos de humanidad
buscando mi identidad
buscando en la oscuridad
MI SER

Latina don't confuse me with a white crackerim a rocker hip hopper pot smoking college scholor
Im just a confused consious concerned human bieng
I mean whats going on with the ld 2day the news horrified my soal 2day
kill your television
La televison habla mas con mi mama que yo
La tele me ensenia gringos tanto tanto even on bet black television the gringos face on all the commercials
media rasism
My mask gets bitter as i loook into mt reflection givin in anger from the lake nicaragua estoy brava
My people my children stuck frozen in front of toxic tubes that select ther daily life routine
my spleens ripped ripped from ripped from society telling me im dumb
NUMB would better describe the next generation that lacks motivation due to the way to easy acsess to mind pollutants weed
exstacy cocaine to crack
dilluted diarys full of self obsessions decomposing deppresions obssesions to perfect the facials
and body as the soal gets neglected

Latinos manos arriba
not in guidancs of the pigs but in celebration of our battles

Nicaragua throw up a fist
reconizing the importance of revolution
resisting unjust regulations
regulating the demons
remembering our ansestors

Truchos manos juntos
clapping while singing
holding the hands of our brothers and sisters
grasping tight our gratitude for bieng a ble to breathe
cuz 'there's no need to recieve if GOD's gift was to breathe'
Respecting the mystic marvel

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