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Soldiers of La Vida Loca
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Soldiers of La Vida Loca |
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rhia_5779 Senior Member
since 2006-06-09
Posts 1334California |
Graves of fallen stars mark the losses of a generation Cracked and bleeding self esteem corroded by prejudice Crystal embers of hate sparked by open discrimination Silenced because no one will admit their issues exist Pistols glitter in the darkness stopping another heartbeat Desperate prayers will go unanswered as another soldier falls Tomorrow plans will be made to claim blood stained concrete Houses guilty by affiliation won't be ready when death calls Lines of branding hate decided the racial borders feeding the fire Chained by the words etching the street raised as condemned Warehoused by schools who won't let their hopes be flown higher Police who drop enemy gangs where their presence will most offend Amber eyes on a scarred porcelain face are a reflection of what he will become Bodies of the jumped won't make it into a coffin or be remembered by enscribed stone Street corners held hostage by heroin- claimed by those who have pain to numb Brothers, sisters, fathers -victims of toxic hate have untold stories never to be known. Beauty shines in the mothers who work away their lives Sacrificing so their children can escape being called trash Every day,trying to show they hear the silenced cries Sick of watching their babies step on broken glass Silver shines on a Butterfly's arched wing flying over a doorstep A symbol of hope that in this world is as real as fairies they believe in fear, and the warmth of bodies frozen in death constantly misunderstood-surviving a world with no guarantees Soldiers of sapphire tears and coral colored knives Charisma of bittersweet leaders incite battles for hate plastic wrap strangles a targeted soldier in the night Chained to pain- caught by death's bittersweet embrace Running through unforgiving streets from the torture of watching a brother die Staring at the pale pearl moon, a witnessing the harsh terms of street law Always being left behind,always running, never knowing when to say good bye Crippled by silence and discrimination- life of a Soldier of La Vida Loca |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Stark and chilling imagery. I've seen few such street scenes, but the few I did see numbed me, left me wondering...why? for what purpose? |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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