Outcry in The Barrio are the people i admire
They never give up but only when get tired
As many times they tried to pick themselves up
and declare defeat the way they treat their own kind
no matter what color they see them as their own
sister or brother
they lay out cain for his last day
but only thing is the rock will feel the pain
as they give up on drugs
In their eyes is what you see as they prepare to leave thier past life
and in end they die with pure pride and relief.
-Mayra Cerda
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem