Buffalo

Do you
hear me now

screaming

so loud and scary
not because I’m crazy
as some would say
taking emotional outburst out of natural context
last straw falling breaking my heart wide open
life tough all over
me needing to feel this out

cracking pain

piercing down deep
hitting spirit
the ache in my walk
when children suffer
slow moments path pausing
pain in heart containment
I am loud in my head
at those around me
not willing to see
this is not right

this is horrific
as bad as it gets

hell on earth

worse than purgatory
when children
get caught

in the middle
brown sacrificed
in white politics

everyone bears witness
not in the best interest groups

funneling money into corrupt laws

racist goons making decisions

for more fools to follow
opportunity banking on the migration
of survival
serious profit

the lifetime of 500 years
killing slow reducing humanity

treating others
as beneath
nothing
fuck this
patriotic justification

budget concerns

played out immigration reform

trigger minutemen

racist politicians

corrupt border patrol

worse than any drug cartel
I can’t help but take a stand

cursing it out loud in words

necessary to motivate
people movement

the way it should be
when children
face danger alone

my mind racing with disbelief

trying to keep a grip on world realities

what kind of fuckery is this
when getting away with murder
is a daily given
bad boy cops right of passage

making jokes deciding death
the sick frustrations of man continue

unnoticed

the acceptance in people when in battle
I run to every corner

handing out poetry
throwing beads at passerby's

wheat-pasting ¡love the refugees!

all over town taking action
any way I can
to save my own child
that one part of me
I protect with every breath

my awareness in raising Xicano power
all my reasons to fight back
with love in action
whether it’s yours, hers, or mine
we are in this together.

c/s