Poems from Chilli
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My spirit calls out to my parents
How I long to mend
This relationship that got broken amongst the tides of assimilation
And those years of...
My country tis of thee
sweet land of liberty
of thee I sang:
Land where my Fathers died —
Died from foreign machines
massacres,
and pus...
Black bodies,
swarm in
squeezed; shoved
locked
up.
The built bodies behind the metal bars
costs more than thousands of gold and silver....
Encircled by a group of guyfriends
gathered like scholars circles back in medival times,
news about a girl comes up.
Instantly, it comes...
For the justice of humanity.
For the justice of Fong Lee.
For the justice of all casualties
of racial ideologies.
For the killing of...