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Remember Our Ways ~by Francisco Lopez


We gotta get trapped in a maze to REMEMBER OUR WAYS till the end of the days

We are the new crew on the block with a glock called nuestra palabra.

So keep trucha cuzz when we come through and speak our truth, all of these fools that are about greed & systemic school

Are not going to know what to do cuzz it ain't even about you.

It's about the youth that are all confused with all these rules,

and all these limitations that have us asking the same question.

What is life?

Why do we take it for granted?

Maybe we don't take life seriously because we don't understand it.

Life's a bitch then you die, so why try?

If at the end of the day we're all going to die.

We are all going to end up six feet under

Ancestors once told me

“Mijo lo mas seguro que tienes en esta vida es la muerte”

(“Son the most secure thing that you have in this life is death.”)

So what is the meaning of life ?

What are we living for? I constantly ask myself.

If every living thing or invention has its purpose

And our purpose is to find out and fulfill what our purpose is.

If we do not succeed this fulfillment of liberation,

then we will be like an apple tree that never gave an apple

Or a parent that never learned how to nurture their seed.

So, what does all this mean?

If all I want is the greens,

Do you know what I mean jelly bean?

We are all like a feen.

We are lost and with no direction, just like cattle following the herd without a question. This is the art of colonization.

Nevertheless, we ask the youth and the people for a transformation.

To not seek self-destruction, but to find a realization through education because:

“Education is the passport to the future,

for tomorrow belongs to those who prepare for it today.”

Says Malcolm X



Copyright 2021. Francisco Lopez. All rights reserved.

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