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ConnectHook Dec 2019
Ejte no ej patol
polque 'ta fumando
un cigajillo
en su cajo.

¿Patol?
Pol favol . . .
Hay que enviar más letras “RR” a Puelto Jico
r Sep 2018
Although I can’t prove it,
I think most poets work
for FEMA, writing good
lines on the side of homes.

This poem is asleep, so
don’t yell at it, waking it up;
leave it alone letting it dream.
;).  Coming Thursday to your Mobile Phones, like it or not:

"Presidential Alert: THIS IS A TEST of the National Wireless Emergency Alert System. No action is needed."

No action needed, this is ONLY a test.  Yep. Just ask the good people of Puerto Rico.   Wonder where the all  CAPS idea came from?
P Marrero Feb 2018
Since you came, our fields
don't look the same.
You broke us down and
changed our ways.
We were once beautiful
filled with lots of green
and the calm blue of the sea.
You destroyed familys and dreams
and our hope simply disappeared.
María, ******* hurricane,
my little island is not the same.
My heart aches and screams
to see how it once were.
Beacuse we were once beautiful
and then you came.
On September, hurricane María came to PR and changed everything. I had to go through a though process just to continue with my life. I moved to another country to keep working on my dreams, but some people weren't that lucky and lost everything they had. Many people still don't have power and some things are going well. I just hope to see my beautiful island tbe way it was...

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