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LaSadGurl

Posted: Apr 1 2003, 07:09 PM

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Hey well i was kinda bored and i wanted to know if ya had some good poems that uve heard or made, so just post them here.i dind't make this i found it in a forum and i liked it so i give credit to the ppl of Surenos X Vida in MSN

This is for all the fools hollering about Brown Pride,
To have brown pride doesn't mean you ride on the other side,
you are simply contributing to genocide.
Killing one another over some numbers and colors like its the thing to do,
Norte Catorce and Sur trese are brainwashing the youth,
are you so scared that you need a gang of cholos to back you,
do think a classy lady respects you,
chale ese, never in a million years,
imagine your jefa at your funeral in tears,
Do you think your jefitos are proud,
watching you holler your set so loud your mind is in a cloud,
simon chavala you don't have clue what brown pride is,
brown pride is showing the world what a Chicano can do,
brown pride is putting in work at the school,
brown pride is getting up for work every morning,
brown pride is never forgetting about that field laborer,
its never forgetting about the lost lives crossing the border,
they don't come here to start a gang, chale
the come to provide, to make things better for family,
do you think brown pride means to kill your own raza?
Do you think it means to rot in the pinta, que pasa?
do you think it means having baby's with different jainas,
you got it all wrong...........wake up raza, wake up gente, wake up Cholos!! We got to get out of that mentality, for the sake of you hijos, for the sake of my hijos,
WE DONT NEED NO BANDANA TO GO

X3_La_Silent_X3

Posted: Apr 1 2003, 07:28 PM

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that is a good poem i really liked that one hopefully we will read more

LaSadGurl

Posted: Apr 1 2003, 07:57 PM

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QUOTE (X3_La_Silent_X3 @ Apr 1 2003, 08:14 PM)

that is a good poem i really liked that one hopefully we will read more

Yup, thats what im saying

mexicanqueen55

Posted: Apr 1 2003, 09:25 PM

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I found these in Barriolife.com

Elena

By Pat Mora

My Spanish isn't enough.
I remember how I'd smile
listening to my little ones,
understanding every word they'd say
their jokes, their songs, their plots.
Vamos a pedirle dulces a mama. Vamos.
But that was in Mexico.
Now my children go to American high schools.
They speak English. At night they sit around
the kitchen table, laugh with one another.
I stand by the stove and feel dumb, alone.
I bought a book to learn English.
My husband frowned, drank more beer.
My oldest said, "Mama, he doesn't want you
to be smarter than he is." I'm forty,
embarassed at mispronouncing words,
embarassed at the laughter of my children,
the grocer, the mailman. Sometimess I take
my English book and lock myself in the bathroom,
say the thick words soft
for if I stop trying, I will be deaf
when my children need help.

Bi-lingual Bi-cultural,

Able to slip from "How's life?"
To "Me'stan volviendo loca,"
Able to sit in a paneled office
Drafting memos in smooth English,
Able to order in fluent Spanish
At a Mexican restaurant,
American but hyphenated,
Viewed by Anglos as perhaps exotic,
Perhaps inferior, definitely different,
Viewed by Mexicans as alien,
(their eyes say, "You may speak
Spanish but you?re not like me")
An American to Mexicans
A Mexican to Americans
A handy token
Sliding back and forth
Between the fringes of both worlds
By smiling
By masking the discomfort
Of being pre-judged
Bi-laterally.

Princess02

Posted: Apr 2 2003, 12:13 AM

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Those are some good poems

vero

Posted: Apr 2 2003, 08:28 AM

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All the poems are nice

LaSadGurl

Posted: Apr 2 2003, 10:59 AM

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Those are kewl poems^^^

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Posted: Apr 2 2003, 11:05 AM

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Word's i can't say

When i see you walk down the hall i can't
find any words to say to you...
your just one special person you mean so much
to me that i can't even tell you face to face

When your close to me i don't want that moment to end
I can't just yet have you in my arms....
for one reason because of this shyness that always is in my way...

I'm scared that one day you will find another...to kiss, to hold, to hug, to hold hands,
and i finally understood the one way i could loose is me not making the move, towards you,
i'm scared for you to reject me....i can't see what i would feel like if you say those two
words that would hurt me...."no"....i want your lucious lips to say "yes" yes to me would make my whole world smile...everything would be so perfect if you would be next to me....