Your something like a sunset
You’re something like a sunset
soothing and all when you move
it’s beautiful
Remember when I asked you why you were so different?
You said “While everyone else was getting bed time stories
I got lessons about the Haitian Revolution
When night sparkled three weeks straight
Cause slaves got tired of smelling funky
Hemp clothes ripped into shreds
Every time they got beat with bloody fists and whips
They couldn’t take it any more
so they burned it all down
Flames dancing like freedom
I was taught to be independent”
See I admire you
And all those women
Who switch just because they think its fun
And wear baggy clothes most days
since us boys theses days don’t know how to
tell a girl with a flag pole spine that she looks beautiful
how about you come hither
You bundle of independence
Lets make love tonight as if there will be no tomorrow
Because honestly I want to go to work one day
With love scars
So when people ask me what happened I’ll
Tell them I was in a war zone last night
My bed was a battlefield
We kept going until we blacked out
We had a hell of a time last night
when I’m older, I hope to
sow a seed into your womb
we’ll make a garden together
Our kids will
Sprout with the words liberty
Tattooed across their finger tips
So when people notice them
They’ll know that they come from a bloodline
That will lead back to
Dolores Huerta, Lolita Lebron and
Pedro Campos
Political activists
Our kids will make a difference
They will teach teachers
that success is not
Just getting paid
but working to change lives
they’ll have kids surrounding council tables
with fingers drenched in paint
legos laid out
they’ll play for thirty minutes
until that red school bell rings
then they’ll get serious
using tables and index fingers
to make blue prints for future
schools, and community centers
the models will be made out of legos
so they can color code it before they even
start building the real thing
Do you remember when you asked me
“what would I say to a girl like you?”
I have an answer now
2 things
1.you look beautiful when your hairs in a bun
and you wear loose cloths cause you hate tights
I mean you like to be free
2. don’t be afraid to let your personality
bounce off your hips when you switch
let people know that your not always serious
show them that you look like
a sunset
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