While We Were Sleeping                       11/5 -11/6/2024

  

The fight that had begun, ended.
Defeated by lies and propaganda.
Hope was not enough,
more strength was needed.
The race complete.

The public taught by a tabloid media,
seen as the source of education.
Biased in it’s information.
An indoctrination of people who don’t have time to listen or search for another opinion.
Who are we as a nation?
¿Donde estas mi compadres?
Choosing to believe,
causing a surge of ignorance.

How does this help a country?
Our rights are pending.
Frightened.
A disenchanted future.
Failure to thrive.
Decompartmentalize the news.

How can we pick up again after?

Voice our opinion.
Strong women advocates.
Fight for our sister’s and brother’s freedom,
as we anticipate, is dwindling.
Stand together in our unity.
Shore up our responsibility,
bring home a sense of solidarity.

Roses and Freedom

Freedom from the fear,
Joy in the day, sunlight on my back, the fragrance of a rose seeping into the senses.

Challenges ebb and flow as we walk the path of life. Our feet are lifted off the ground, so we’re carried by the faith of the promise of more to come.

Roses are the culture of a past and present memory, I carry with me as a proof of a glory on towards a freedom ever known.

Our people gone before us, most known but some unknown…. Our Lineage carry our history, yet can become undone, with perseverance and joy our line is resewn.