Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
1d
I see the home depot I grew up driving to, the one next regal, behind that cinema is a swap-meet where I used to dig for old records as a teen.  

I see and They came to the place where I most often saw the LA river, they barged into every memory I have and sprinkled their terror rounding up community members with families. Rounding folks trying to make a dime. I have driven down Alondra street more times than I can count.

I see that you have come for my heart but it’s already taken full of chants  Viva el immigrante, long live the immigrant, si de puede, el Pueblo unido jamas sera Venicido.

You have made me stronger in my conviction and my values. Thank you!
Guadalupe S Partida
Written by
Guadalupe S Partida  32/Los Angeles, CA
(32/Los Angeles, CA)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems