human status for all:
birds,
oceans,
mountains,
uranium,
rivers,
deserts,
jaguares,
bears,
fish,
whales,
worms,
wind,
soil,
waters,
migrants,
hummingbirds,
butterflies,
snakes,
insects,
bacteria,
germs,
shells,
mammals,
amphibians,
bipeds,
quadripeds,
all animals,
cold-blooded,
warm-blooded,
dust,
seeds,
pollen,
dogs,
wolves,
cats...
Animal status for all:
whites,
blacks,
browns,
yellows,
greens,
teas,
republicans,
democrats,
communists,
anarchists,
utopians,
men,
women,
children,
ancestors,
elders,
queers,
transspiriteds,
the blind,
the deaf,
the mute,
the undocumented,
homeless,
the rich,
the technocrats,
the evil bankers,
the neoliberalists,
the corporativists...
On earth day,
all power to the animal people,
the web of life,
the natural world without us...
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Showing posts with label wind. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wind. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
Monday, July 07, 2014
my status is Palestine
My status is Palestine
There are no walls between our lands, our skins, our hearts
Palestine is the horizon of humanity
I am Palestine
I am nomad on the longest walk to return to her
Palestine: either we are all free or we are all fucked.
Hold my hand
Hold my body
Hold my head
Hold my tears
From your bed to the workplace
From the long-distance phone calls to your voice
Hold me Palestine
Her first name is love
Her last name is peace
She will hold me
For she is Palestine
The land is Palestine
The sea is Palestine
The sky is Palestine
The moon is Palestine
The sun is Palestine
And
wherever I stand
wherever I dream
wherever I cry
wherever I love
wherever I live and die
Palestine
My status, write it down, is Palestine ...
Labels:
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Chicano,
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Mahmoud Darwish,
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purepecha,
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water,
wind
Saturday, May 17, 2014
arnoldo garcĂa: soledades
I cannot possess you
anymore than you can possess
the wind, the water, the land
And I will never possess you or the land
Yet all I want is to be buried in you
So that you can possess me
Turning me into
a flurry of wind
dust across your watery back
a muddy caress of your feet...
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