"Mas Tacos Por Favor" As she slings her hands back and forth on the dough
" Mas Tacos Por Favor" As she gracefully accepts the water on the dough
"Mas Tacos Por Favor" As she gently places her fingers and kneads the dough Just Once she says her in heart..They will Know Mas Tacos Por Favor...
Just Once they will know the hearts of hard immigrant hands and the gentle tears that stain these lands..
Just Once they will know what it is like to be told you don't look Spanish..
Just Once they will know what it is like to have to deceive appearances by looking as if....acculturate and assimilate
Just Once they will be mindful of how they eat our food and laugh at our hearts.. Just Once again on the corn grinder to make the edges perfect...
Categories:
acculturate, america, community, depression, identity,
Form: Political Verse
If we are a breed of beings,
Species of like doings-
In the Milky Way
Why not be that today?
Have I turn a bat
Lost my light of the frat
Or a Braconid
To my kind?
Why the abrupt repellency
To the unfolding literacy
How will I feed my stance
Upon the extinct of other hands?
Why the weighed loathsome
The infinite gruesome
Of my phylum-
Within my kingdom?
What's with the conscription,
The circumscprition-
Of liberty
Stamping it in entirety?
What's with the thirst of a fuehrer,
The ***** conceit of the other-
To weightily parti pris
And indulge in an hostility spree?
Can I not be mindful of the Scythrops,
Make of their trait crops,
That will acculturate
Rather than berate?
Can I not be for the domain,
My essence extended to the terrain,
Express compassion without pain
And adore for no gain?
Instead, I lushed
To hike mass agitative state,
That deludes the mind
Of my kind-
To prey on their own.
Categories:
acculturate, bullying, conflict, confusion, violence,
Form: Rhyme