You say kick them out
They don’t belong here
You say they steal your taxes
Yet half this land was Mexico’s
So who’s to say
That it’s not rightfully theirs?
California, Arizona,
New Mexico, or Texas
Once Mexico’s, once Spain’s
Once not even theirs
Once it was from natives,
Not yours, not mine, but theirs.
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It all depends how far back you go
But in the end, not yours nor mine
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And this nation pridefully says
We are a nation of immigrants
But hypocritically says stay out
We don’t want you here
But what do we say of the land we usurped
But what do we say to poor nations today
That are how the nations we came from once were
But don’t come here with your misery
Stay there and don’t have children
That will solve your problems
We don’t want you to come and flourish
We don’t want you to have the chance we once had
But I ask is this really yours to say?
I will ask you now
Whose land is it anyway?
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Monday, March 16, 2015
Saturday, April 5, 2014
La Mujer sin Alas
Una vez, la mujer sin alas
Tiró una roca a la mar
Había visto estrellas,
Y conchas, y algas regresar
Había visto,
Hasta peces volar.
Ella pensó que vendría
Como un presagio, una señal
Con una historia, un comenzar
Tal vez un guapo joven,
La iba a encontrar
Pensó sin recordar
Que piedra a ella estaba atada
Y tiró ella sin pensar
Que ella misma se iba a ahorcar
La barca de aventura fue el soñar
Y estar anclada fue su error
Y aquella que al viento, a las olas susurró
Aquella sabia gaviota
Volando, diciendo:
La mujer sin alas
Se ahogó sin libertad
Se ahogó sin libertad
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
She asks for a friend
There is nothing to do
When death comes to you
She asks for a friend
But you don't accept
The request you deny
Not yours to reject
But it was yours the hand
Which closed devil's deal
You just didn't know
You thought it would heal
But. it. did. not.
You said I will kill
The enemy now
So you closed your eyes
Swung the weapon around
You didn't see who
Was standing behind
The blade didn't miss
What you wanted to protect
As if mad, as if blind
The one you called friend.
When death comes to you
She asks for a friend
But you don't accept
The request you deny
Not yours to reject
But it was yours the hand
Which closed devil's deal
You just didn't know
You thought it would heal
But. it. did. not.

The enemy now
So you closed your eyes
Swung the weapon around
You didn't see who
Was standing behind
The blade didn't miss
What you wanted to protect
As if mad, as if blind
The one you called friend.
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