The Forgotten

Its beautiful wings move from side to side,

Bright in color and voluminous,

For all who watch with pride.

Its graceful footsteps dance to the song,

Coming from its powerful voice,

The Great Spirit sings along.

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A life long history of struggle and pain,

Many heroes and legends

Found in the sun, moon, earth, wind and rain.

The mysteries embedded in their songs and dance that last,

Leaves a trail for all to follow

And, embrace its powerful and important past

Letter to My Fathers...

Dedicated to my father, grandpa Ramon and grandpa Mariano:

In this photo: my grandpa Ramon and my mom

Manong,

Why did you leave your family?

“In search for a better life,

Opportunity and equality!”

Manong,

Why are you in so much pain?

“We face discrimination and poverty,

Human rights taken away with nothing to gain.”

Manong,

Why are you so depressed?

“Opportunities lost and taken,

Beaten down and often oppressed.”

Manong,

How do you maintain?

“Our perseverance and aspirations,

Keeps us alive without disdain.”

Manong,

When will this arduous journey cease?

“When we all achieve our dreams

Of equality, opportunity and peace.”