It has been so long
Since I smelt burnt sage
And evergreen rain
The harmonious couple dancing
Smoke and water
Into this warrior's concern
I take this embracing cold rain
And salvaged smoke
Fevered with the possibility of change
On these ragged streets
Pavement and pine needles
Served as my training walls
I do not believe
That we have disposed of savage inequalities
From education to innate possibilities
My people are still being choked
This smudging supernatural sight
Attacks strategy bare and composed
With a mission of victory without tragedy
One should take notice to the universe
Bending towards the side of justice
The fight lies in self-direction
And poise at times of anger and rage
Yet more so, justice carries with such persistence
When it is not ill affected by one's own dramas
I am torn of my revolution
Because of one bronze skinned Xicano
Crazily he laminates a young girl's skin
To encroaching tortures
Known only to broken hearts alike
The conversations between our hearts is crisp night air
And only the morning glory can see the taking of my hair
That is not a cliquish romance of salsa dances
And Latin lovers
It is a romance of ideologies and power
Eminent elements of seduction
This is a matter of contradiction of struggle and love
Infringing on my means of arriving at an end
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