diversity #truth #Peace #Unity #Power #Freedom #Tranquility


My grammaw y tu abuela fueron primas...a lifetime ago, se jugaron en la tierra cojiendo al Sol
Con las ideas of unity y amor, sin las tareas de miedo y valor
Our grammaws were cousins when life was simple and jewelry told a story
We are blessed since then nothing steals that glory.
For I still have the heirloom that if we are in the same room you would recognize
The healing of a heart and the sight for sore eyes
Los braceletes que se cambiaron todo 
Anyone who laid eyes on them would know
Que solamente si lo vieron, todos se pudiera quedar en casa, embrazando sangre esperando a sus abuelos a venir. But they did not notice or didn't care, shipped them off to live unknown fears. 
But the game they played to try to evade their destiny is the reason why we have been fooled all this time. I am your blood and you are mine,
After all, your abuela and my grammaw are cousins, look how our smiles shine mirror reflections time after time....

Urban Repentance

Writing these poetic sentences as my urban repentance.
Blessing my adversaries with passive vengeance.
That's basically forgiveness and if they don't accept it.
I'm cool with it I got to use my energy more positively.
Can't just waltz in the Devil's Advocate.
Got to make a decision in the hour of reckoning.
Either chose the way of truth or commence to living lies.
A life of fabrication is nothing but false statements.
Also the malignant information that has infiltrated our generation.
I'm not speaking this way to traumatize or frightened.
I'm here to open and enlightened your minds.
Now it's time unify and put genocide to a screeching halt.
In this day of age we're in pain but it's not our fault.
We just caught in our twisted history.
Years of misery if you look at the news you'll see a cruel tapestry.
Painted with the tears of fallen angels.
This is how we was raised to hate and embrace the division.
That's why it's soo much tension killing a man for religious differences.
Then ridiculing someone because of their appearance.
I only ask why?
Why he or she must die?
Why these children get victimized?
Why we must divide?
Time for us to no longer hide behind our false pride.
I apologized to anyone I ever offended and if you do the same we can make a difference.
Call this our urban repentance!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Hearing and seeing disturbing events at school just felt like I should write on making change stopping the troubles and to all the people I ever disrespected accept this as my apology.