No Soy Calladita

Word

No Soy Calladita

No soy calladita

No quiero ser la más bonita

Calladita te ves más bonita

Mujer tienes que ser calladita

I am not silent

Beauty is not silence

Silence makes you pretty

To have beauty, you must be silenced

I don’t want to fit in

I don’t want to sit still

I don’t want to smile

I don’t want to be silenced

I don’t walk behind you

I don’t walk before you

I don’t walk with you

If that means I can’t speak

I don’t bow to your words

So don’t silence my cords

Don’t reach out for my lips

When your mouth bellows, scorns

Regurgitated words

That stab backs like sinister swords

Calladita te vez más bonita

While I sit there and mourn

The loss of the Niña

The fading of a girl

The disappearance of innocence

The potential of a leader

Calladita NO more

Calladita te vez más bonita

In a world not meant for you

Calladita no te ves más bonita

In a world meant for you

No seas calladita

Speak up and be bonita

The world is waiting

Reflections

Life is a token
moments unspoken
living a series
of fun and quite serious

Time is of the essence
When we realize our presence
Choosing moments as given
Our lives can be driven

What comes, goes
what goes, comes
what rises, falls
what falls, rises
what is, isn’t
what isn’t, is
what will be, was
what was, will be
what we speak, is silenced
what we silence, speaks

A labyrinth in roads
My skin deflects swords
allowing the essence
necessary for presence

To see is to love
To be is to have
To touch is to taste
The Choice of the Brave

Life is a token
moments unspoken

LetyM