Chicano Poet

Friday, August 22, 2008

El Louie Returns From The Dead

I just dropped in to see
what condition my raza was in.

I see the poets are winning prizes
left and right.

I see the fiction writers are flowering
like Flor y Canto.

I just dropped in to see
what condicion my condicion was in.

I walked through my old barrio,
same old gangs new younger faces.

I see you still have to protect your turf
with knives and guns.

Sure you’re proud and brown,
but nobody pays attention to a clown.

The turf you fight for
still belongs to the white man.

I just dropped in to see
what condition my raza was in.

It could be the Fifties or Sixties,
except that it’s two thousand eight.


At 6:26 PM, Blogger Poet Hound said...

Well said! I also like that there is enough rhyme to get a rhythm for reading.

At 12:18 AM, Blogger Jake said...

I really liked this one Rey!

At 11:49 AM, Blogger RC said...

Thanks,Poet Hound and Jake.My Internet's been down for three days.Last year squirrels tore up the phone wires on the telephone post and this week the tech guy said that birds cut thru a pair of wires.So it's not just bad guys who mess up the Internet:)


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