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The Life of a Tree
By: Rosa Malinche
My ancestors are the trunk of the tree
My grandparents watered the tree
and preserved the beautiful growth of life that the tree gave
With that leaves grew
an abundance of fresh green leaves, lushful
it protected the caretakers from rain, cold and heat.
They lived in peace and created air
to life
Flowers grew
Many different colors of flowers and fruits ascended from the tree
It became a culture of love, life happiness, safety, stability, food
it was enough for the world to shine on.
It gave the world fresh air
giving it life everyday
It will never die
and when I pass away
it will still grow.
I am an Aztec Princess with a Mistaken Identity
By: Rosa Malinche
Colors of red sand and green cactus. the fresh air of salt water lingered in my hair making
it dry and crispy. I walked down the narrow road made of misfigured rocks and sand. I
remember complaining about the pricks of sharp rocks cutting my feet to my mom. She
payed no mind ignoring my pain and words. I always complained about how dirty and
poor Mexico was, never realizing how much I will miss it and how much of a huge chunk
of my heart loved it. I am a Latina with pink skin and colored hazel eyes long black hair
who speaks Spanglish. Growing up as a Latina who looks white to society has angered
me because I have culture and I am proud of my Spanish blood. I am an Aztec Princess
with a mistaken identity. In Mexico I was recognized as a brown Princess. I was home
among my family and I lived happily.
Where I’m From
By: Laura
I am from strong winds and dark nights
I am from suffocating heat
but ice cold hearts
I belong to the air because
I am from it’s wind
I am from ice thawing talks
I’m from screaming winds
and completely blind nights.
I am from the lone star state.
Alone.
I am from the illusions of the wind
and it’s whispers in the night.
I am from the love of the bird gliding through the sky.
I’m from it’s wings and it’s promise to return.
I’m from deep deep water
streams and blood thirsty earth.
It takes from me.
But it also gives, it gives to me.
I am from blurry colors and distant lights.
They say I am from the lost but no
I chase freedoms emotions and
when I laugh the wind laughs with me.
This Moment is Your Only Chance
By: X
I’ll say it again
This moment is your ONLY chance
Your only shot at life
Not in the future
Not in the past
Oh pity
The masses are dead
Dead in the bed called the head
Fast asleep
Their auras are weak
They are strong only in their folly
Turn your eye to the essential, the existential
the NOW
Wake up and live
The past and future will handle themselves accordingly
My Grandma
By: Brandon
Her sick
Her diabetic
Her take care of me
a little guy back then
I feel my grandma not here
because her need help
her need super help
because her son help her
right now
I not see my grandma right now
because three years
I go over there
my cousin there
I can’t go see her
her lost her grandson
my cousin
me older now
her still love me
I care about her
me see her much often last year
still her not come see me
me the oldest
I been gone
I‘m going to go to funeral soon with her
I got an uncle named Davon
I got a cousin named Davon too
Both of them not here
I been to four funerals
all my life
my papa not there
to watch
her ok?
her can’t go out the house
doctors tell her to stay home
I think I do better
go to see her
right now I been working too much
not able go see her
I got go to work
go to Oakland
come back
so see her
I can’t do that
here, busy
too much money
Clipper Card
Oakland to here
that’s only thing can do
I Wonder If….
By: Floetics
I wonder if I were quiet
would I still make my point
I have so many thoughts and ideas
so many things I wanna say
yet I can’t.
The silence that the brain holds the mouth
engulfs me with confusion weather
whether the sounds I hear are an illusion
it’s complicated
how the emancipated gets push out the way
and manipulated
the gaul of them
to haul the PALs
YSA that makes everyday a fun day
Killed, blood spilled
for personal pleasure
but what is the true treasure
in $5 owed to you the day before?
I Know Why
By: X
I know why you suffer
You suffer because you’re attached to Illusion
I know why you live
You’re either a pleasure seeker or love addict
I know why you express
Simply because it’s in your DNA to do so
I know why you can’t fly
You think you’re the physical body and therefore bound to it’s mind
I know why you’re afraid
You don’t want to face the truth
I know why you lie
The truth will set you free
I know why you’re afraid of change
You don’t know that you’re unlimited
I know why you change so much
You’re afraid to plant your seed in the fine soil
take time to become a grand flower
but don’t you know that if a seed blows
in the wind too long that it will die a short waste of a life?
I know why you want to die
You don’t know that you’ve never really existed
One day at a time
One moment at a time
Time?
Now is the only moment
This breathe right here
Relax
Once one is able to relax,
then one will know peace.
Mental stability, emotional stability, physical equanimity
Take the pearl and go,
do not trample it and throw it back.
If you don’t want it
leave it be.
Caged
By: Cole Wright
I know exactly why my system isn’t clean
mind above a cloud
with one of the lowest self esteems
Life ain’t what it seems
bumping heads
blinded by the most appealing schemes
anxious
caged
with no movement in my wings while I sing