Teachers, Profs, Principals for the Dream Act

Intellectuals get the message written
on the E-mails errr Walls in large Bold
print letters? You miss the tree for Forests.
Senores, a la Barra que hay que
Platicar, tomarnos unas Copas
Retoricas...No queda Mas...Menos
la vanidad grotesca sin lavar
las Manos. WTF? I see you-you
Teachers, you seem to be Reticently
withstanding your Irrelevant Woesdom.
When did the Social Workers become all of us?
Wake Up Then! Have a dose of Surreality.
The teacher, scholar, principal you've been
Set-Up? Let's goen unite as a DreamTeam.

We Must Remember How to be Humane (again)

Francisco and I went out to the Church

to register Voters Yesterday.

Yeah Latinos can be  Republican

if they Choose. Mercy, Help Us when they Do.

The Priest quoted Karl Marx and Richard

Hugo.  The heat was over 100.

It was a Miracle I didn’t Fall Over

and the Children were playing with Ants, yes

the children were playing with Ants. The Plight

of our People…they are Your People Too!

For these are our Workers and they bring You

Food, Business, Education, Humor, Love,

Kindness, Presence, and Comprehension. Which

Is Why I’m Telling You:  Anyone There?

We need to learn how to be HUMan agAiN.

We are all Un/Documented~~Somos Todos In/Documentados: Unidos con La Fuerza Buena y Digna

Here’s a Prefix we can Use.  Nosotros
somos In/documentados.  No Nos da
Vida La Frontera con sus Reyes
y Soberanos Malos. We never go
Wrong if we stay Strong. La Dignidad
no Muere. Many say words whose Purpose
is Abuse:  Whore, criada, Condenada

Wetback, Lazy, Dirty, Anchor Baby

Oh! those Mexicans (even if we’re Not)
We’re Guatemalan, Nicarguan, and
Gargantuans of Kindness but are we
Docile Indians? I’ll say it Nicely once.
You don't Recognize my Rights! Was I Born
Here, or was it There? That's not your Concern.

Chicana/o Poet's Tree: Free the Dream Act So Our Young Trees Can Grow

You keep your money; I work for my meals,
but let our arts and languages go free.
Don't ban our Studies by Cruel Decree.
We are self-sustaining. Chicana/o
Poetry grows from its own History
and asks you for nothing. It has Students,
Professors, critics and the Tweeters want
It too! A Trunk of Democracy.
Its leaves of Social Change are Flowering.
Ecology’s no question. We must
care for this Tree to keep strong the struggle
for our Liberty! Its Canopy will shade
You, Locos, Inutiles, Viejos, All!
Yes our Poetic Roots still hold us Tall.