The struggle is real

but I refuse to accept

that fates are sealed.

when reality is harsh

it becomes surreal.

Violence and poverty

are steel like chains

causing inequality

to remain.

Shootings on street corners

believed to be the hood’s

epidemic but history

proves it’s a repetitive


Death left to rot

in the streets

expecting everyone

to nonchalantly

march to their beat.

A modern version

of the Colosseum

leaves people

suffering with delirium.

Feed them

students can’t learn

if they’re hungry or cold.

Injustice is a 17 year old

not knowing how to read

1984 to understand

how to be freed.




Walmart made a deal

with the devil

to reach higher levels

while they treat employees

like pebbles.


But it’s not just them


we’re running a human

drag race with false

head starts and

unequal distribution of parts

based on arbitrary decisions

or who your kin is.


We were founded

by rebels that yelled

no more

And when given

no choice

they found their voice.

Wake up America

and make some noise.




Poner el grito

en el cielo

convertir fuego

a hielo


Perseguir Nuestra

América de Martí

celebrar libertad

cantar como el coquí


Corre en mi

la sangre de Inti

voz fuerte como

el marfil


Fui creada para

combatir los asesinos

de Atahualpa, Motecuhzoma

Tupac Amaru, unos entre mil


Luchar y buscar

a donde esta la verdad

quizás por los

fondos del mar


Rescatar al pueblo

curar el mal

el conocimiento

nos salvará


La revolucion

empieza ya.




Rupture norms, create new

Breaking conventions like glass

Being my soul guide


Writing from the left

Born to go against the grain

Opposite wire brain