Viva Puerto Rico 2017
The Eye of The Storm grows bigger
The Boricuas will suffer
Maria looks like a Dahmer
My family prays for a dollar
The Eye of The Storm comes closer
The Boricuas begin to suffer
The world grows smaller
Puerto Rico is now smaller
I shrink bigger
My family suffers
My family suffers
Irma comes for the slaughter
My family suffers
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world