The Out in Plain Sight Not Invisible

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It was never about grapes

when Chavez protested for migrant workers

It was never about things

when indigenous protested for sacred land

it was never about overtaking

when Malcolm X, MLK, and Rosa Parks protested

It was never about oppressing

when the poor demand proper health care and housing

It was never about changing someone

when LGBTQ ask to be seen and respected

It was never about stealing

when a worker simply wants a job to eat and feed his family

Oppression can be a regression

when we can’t see

that maybe, just maybe

someone simply wants to be seen

Crumbs are Not Love

Nature’s abundant love

We all deserve abundant love

Not the kind that binds you

The type that blinds you

Leaving emptiness and crumbs

We deserve the kind of love

That takes your breath away and breathes

The kind that gives you butterflies

The love that makes you feel seen

Love that understands and feels with you

Intoxicated not confused

Appreciated not abused

They say love hurts

but I don’t believe that is true

Crumbs Hurt

Abundant Love Heals and Grows

Reciprocal Vibes

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Give a seed water, a plant blooms

Give a child love, a heart soothes

Give a kind touch, a person heals

Give understanding, someone feels seen

No words necessary

Emotional erosion

Of unhealed wounds & pain

Turned into abundant love

Not a word was said

Mourning Words

Mourning Words

Sadness, depression, obsessions

Sedation, regression, never liberation

Words Can Oppress

The Spirit Impress

Into an empty address

Some people mourn daily

Not realizing, In the blink of an eye

In the breath of inspiration

With purposeful exhalation

Permeation through flesh

In the depths of a word

Submerged Mourning Words

If altered and suffocated

Transformed into Morning Words

Daily Dose

Who you follow may be lost

Lights are blinding

Lights are guiding

Paths are winding

Paths unwinding

Closing doors one after another

Opening doors one right after the other

The blind can see

The ones that can see are blind

The blind can’t see

Moral of the story

Be mindful of who you follow

They may be lost too

We all have been there

Until we find our way through

Familiar Odd Fit

I have always been the odd fit

The stand out belong

The misunderstood accepted

The strange but familiar

The weird that is normal

The unrelatable familiar

The opposite same

The rejected accepted

The uncomfortably comfortable

The almost that made it

The quitter that finished

The brave, courageous, bold, afraid y con ovarios

Misfit Renegade

Who chose to be me

Sometimes you are meant to stand out

Sometimes that is what makes you fit in

I Don’t Wait, Now I Do

I waited for Spring

To turn into summer

For Summer to Fall

For Fall to Winter

I waited for Winter to Turn into Spring

The Cycle of Waiting

Waiting, Waiting, Waiting

Always Waiting for The Next

Near Perfect Conditions

Filled With Idle, Uncertain, Decisions

I Don’t Wait

Now, I Do