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You were supposed to be full of love,
and there for me whenever I needed you.
If I had a monster under my bed,
you were supposed to be my knight in shining armour.
But instead you were the monster,
A Seed is what I sacrifice
For a ticket to a better life
With harmony- security
More antidote- more stability
This Seed I sacrifice
Is a toxic combination
Saints and et cetera would call it
He who once lives, will achieve greatness threw hard work and dedication. Just how salmon struggle to swim up stream to get to the better side of the stream.
From country to country
When I was two years I left my country
I left to Asia to a better country
After seven years there we became angry
Something told me to take a walk.
I listened.
I grabbed the dog and out we went
Down to the woods where the wild things live.
It was all I needed to see
the bridge to reach my dream
standing tall, reassuring me
to my future, my grand scheme
It used to only be a view
a sight from the city I love
Traveling around the world is extravagant and fun,
meeting new people and recognizing cultures.
You go to Mexico and eat a caramel bun,
Cross the sahara desert in Egypt and see vultures.
Somehow it all must change,
We can't just look through windowpanes.
The sky is perfectly in reach
Since they invented aeroplanes.
Fly away-
New to this situation.
This college.
So many stares.
Especially in the cafe.
It's like they know that you're not a member of the scene yet.
Now I understand why we're called freshmen.
The system is brokenAnd it'll be forever before I'm softspokenI'm broke again, what the fuck is this?Since when is education reserved for the rich?
This is the voice of many, heard by few
Little is done,
This community is put down, but keeps its ground
We are the Hispanics, the Latinos, the Spanish
College is OUR american dream
The first day is the initial shock
waking up with butterflies in your belly
wondering where to hang out
where to go
who to talk to and sit with
hoping tomorrow will go smoother
I remember the day like it was yesterday
As we sat there wondering what people would say
3 minutes felt like an eternity
Heart racing, body shaking, weak in the knees
As she walked out of the bathroom door
Summer evenings in years before with all of the doors in the house wide open,
The sprinkler makes its rounds around the yard with a rhythm unbroken:
Ch-ch-ch chanting a summer’s song.
A higher education
Is not just in my imagination
I believe I am called to go
So I can grow
My knowledge to a better level
I’ll miss your face, leaving this place/
an empty space, but full of grace/
Living your way, For another day/
I cannot stay, I gotta fly away/
