Sin Clave no hay Son : Remember what She
Taught us, Celia Cruz, Azucar Dreamers!
This is our Reconnaissance. We need All
you Dream Troops, just keep your Rhythm. Listen,
I'm here Spinning Sonnets by the Hour.
My eyes burn. Just try and keep up with me
I can't even do it. I'm one Sonnet
Off. See, I got so many Lines for I'm
Breathing the Dream all day and all Night. No
crees? My pans are all Burnt since the Poem
insists to interfere with all my Plans
and all my Food gets Burnt in the Kitchen.
So, thank you, thank you, All of my Gente
who help me with my Chores so I can be Here.
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