Category chicanopoetry

Poem: To The Primo I Never Knew

To the primo I never knew To live and die by the gun The calling of the streets Crawling under the rug The subway rats creeping in the fog Catch you slipping like a deep sleep Fingers on the trigger light up the streets For a moment reality creeps in A fight breaks out from […]

POEM: TO ALL THOSE THAT I KNEW

To all those that I knew Taken away from the arms of love ones Taken by the barrel of the gun Oppressed from the reality of self All for one piece of land Which belonged to a system and not one Yet to die and to live was but a vapor in this land Oppressed […]

POEM: TO GO ON…

The faith to hold on The courage to sing In times of depth So sinks the breath To the stars she gazes A dream to come From the midst she rises And yet she is strong Strong so deep The vines so rich And in her midst She rises to her feet Call it what […]

POEM: FACE TO FACE WITH THE PAST

Face to face with the past His back turned this is my chance Do I take the chance? Do I take revenge? Today I will take another cholo down Our eyes lock his spirit is awaken Face to face we find ourselves with our past Do you remember me I ask? No, not quiet he […]