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The Universe is contained 
Not in a unlimited      vast    space
But in the street in front of my yard
My universe is magnificent
Blackholes in stomachs and cyclones of tortillas with mantiquilla 
Salsa so spicy, young ladies so feisty flirting with men over fences
Watching Sunsets over mountains and waiting for the street lamps to 
Switch and brighten the night 
             Little kids running around dripping ice cold
             Cream to heal the cracks
            Wounds and aches of the barrio
             I say I’ll never leave
             But if I did then it’ll be to devote back
             To the bones that made me hustle
             Struggle, all in the care of a family
             Brothers and Sisters, Fathers and Mothers
             I thank thee
	This hip-hop, won’t stop, running though my veins
	I could sway to the music of the streets all night
	With the window open and letting
	Southwestern air soak into my skin
	To the beauty within
	We shall win, all the games
	That matter because it is my culture
	Basketball, scraped knees 
	Barbeques and tamales
	Profusions of colliding emotions
	Broken hearts and soothed souls
	All over my nana’s best bowl of Menudo   
	I could laugh to tears about memories
		I learned more sitting outside listening to the wind
		Rustling though  the leaves
		Then in a classroom outside of the streets and blocks
		I keep my own, I learn
		Listening to the Nana’s speak softly
		Feeling the soul of my people wash over 
		Feeding me with stories, life, intensity 
					
                                                                                                        Hopes and dreams
			         That are passed onto generations
		            The courage to strive and become
			        Our own makers
	                Here I stand, ready to give
To what was given to me
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