Where is the justice
for "the innocent
victims of circumstance"?
Does the sacrifice
of the flesh and blood,
of the milk and bone,
the heart we consume,
go unforgotten?
"Movement of the sun",
do you spill to us:
"la vida no es la que vivimos
por eso mas vale morir"
to live and live to die
as butterflies and hummingbirds
beat against the wind,
sliced in our embrace?
-the dark room speaks-
whose excluded in
"the height of manhood",
sacrifice itself?
glide on the blow-out
beyond the red sea
undefine your act
to free the
heart
to flow
on handmade pathways
to burn and circulate
fix footprints in snow
you're in perfection
here are your pieces
give up the ghost
Notes:
LA VIDA NO ES LA QUE VIVIMOS.
LA VIDA ES EL HONOR Y EL RECUERDO.
POR ESO MAS VALE MORIR
CON EL PUEBLO VIVO,
Y NO VIVIR
CON EL PUEBLO MUERTO.
Life is not as it seems,
Life is pride and personal history.
Thus it is better that one die
and that the people should live,
rahter than one live
and the people should die.
~ Lopitos
"The height of manhood, Cesar believes, is to give of one's self."
Oscar Zeta Acosta- The Revolt of the Cockroach People, First Vintage Books Edition, 1989
"Clark Davis was the innocent victim of circumstance." Miguel Piñero; Short Eyes
