Creo en mi
i was born in Bronx Lebanon
off the Grand Concourse
while we were still living on Sheridan
I walked out the womb dancing mambo
promptly recreated arrival of Columbus
all the Tainos kicked him off
la isla bonita for trying to steal
fresh coco
instead we offered him cocotazos
i bathed en el Yunque
since then the forest been sweating
Yo Soy Malo
Mis santos said i was a cabeza dura
couldn't understand why freedom
wasn't promised to every man woman
child caught up in the enchanted rhythm
of coquis cantando
Yo Soy Jibaro Del Bronx
Searching for quenepas en every bodega
sweetest mango to drip down palms
ready to save lluvia to quench thirst
I gave my people chupacabras
named lelolai so we could balance
our pride with unrealistic fear
i turned myself into tasty frituras
This is my body which shall be
sacrificed
for you do this en memoria de mi
My words are an offering to heaven
so that the Almighty can see
none of his inspiration went in veins
bubbling struggling against history's
blood
dripping from beating heart
if I don't believe in my own power
cynical self fulfilling prophecies
will prevent future elevation
so i think i can
i know i will
rise above sticky surface
searching all along blocks of Planet
Earth
to find the purpose that been living
inside
underneath fear right besides
confidence
miles away from motivation to build
nations
organized barrios resisting
gentrification
rather the elimination of beautiful
people
who wer born to eventually move
let's dance to the endless groove
lack of self determination
gives bass to the blues
let's cry until our tired tears
overflow the Bronx River
purify all contamination
finally got acknowledged
never feel intimidated
by lack of representation
your smile is your passport to galaxy
universal identification
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