Felix Lugo

(10-16-1984 / Bronx, New York City)

We Complain


We complain about air quality,
and dangerous societies.
We complain about unfair laws
and the racism that still exist on people’s faces.
We complain about drugs
and how it affects our future.
We complain about street destruction
and government taxes.
We complain about juvenile kids being so
disobedience.
We complain about our jobs and benefits.
We complain about rent being expensive
and our apartments having a better appearance.
We complain about the next-door neighbor
and our landlord lack of service.
We complain about how we look and life in general.
We complain about a lot of things,
but sometimes you must do something
rather than speak.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005

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