Breeze Whispers
The breeze
Can you feel the breeze?
Hear its whispers that deal
With something surreal
I hear the cries of
A black woman’s resistance to rape
The Salvadoran woman’s cries against the CIA
And the mumbling of the Ku-Klux-Klan
With Neo-Nazi fans
I hear the breeze whisper to me
The moans of the Boxers, laying dead in Beijing
The Mexicans cry for freedom
And Cubans bitter talk of Americans
With European allies
Against the KGB
I hear the innocent giggles of Caucasian kids
Being raised to be, quote unquote, “Racists”
Looking at Minorities as “Statistics”
I hear their parents talk of
Left-Wing radicals and reverse-discrimination
In translation
Guiltification
Now tell me
What does the breeze whisper to you?
Does it whisper my soft words?
3 to be intact
That
“I love you”
poem by Orlando De Los Santos
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