4,645
San Juan, Ponce, Caguas
My island, my home
4,600+ swept under a political rug
Our so called president
Complained about the cost
While souls where being lost
Now the blame is being tossed
The aftermath
Was waiting and worrying
For weeks, months
While you debated
If the lost
Were worth the cost
You chose to forget
I can’t forget
That a hash tag is just words
Words put together with a number symbol in front
That’s not action
We can’t forget that lives were lost
We can’t forget
That Mr.45 spilled tea on the cause
Threw tissues at the issue
And kept it pushing
While the people in need waited weeks
For those “resources”
To be put to use
This isn’t an act of treason
This is fact
Let’s make America great again
And put you out of business
The voice of the voiceless speaks
While violence and hate peaks
In your presence
Mr. Grab ’em by the pussy. You can do anything.
I will not let you
Grab the metaphorical pussy of Puerto Rico
I will not let you
Disrespect its people and rights
I will not let you
Believe that you can just hide us
For we are not to be hidden
Yo Soy Boricua, Pa'que tu lo sepas
(I am Boricua, just so you know)
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