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Sun On The Village: A Poem for Puerto Rico

 

Wind, water, and earth

Lifetimes buried in dirt

Everything’s raining at once

But the Sun was shining first

 

Sometimes it just peeks

Sometimes it just sleeps

What is it doing when we feel abandoned

Like a promise it couldn’t keep

 

The village weeps

 

 

Sea breeze and Ceiba trees

Dance a quarrel

Bringing the village to its knees

To the knees for shelter

To the knees in prayer

To the knees in fear

 

But somewhere up there

The sky is crystal clear

If we can just persevere

SOS over here

Linens starting to tear 

While walls crumble

Near the ground our children hear 

The ground rumble

Years of anticipated repairs

As I offer some prayers

I whisper to God’s ear

I sound humble

 

But then I flip the script

And rage with my chest out

The age of Aquarius buried us

Plus we’re left out

I’m grasping for dirt

While they’re telling me head south

Please just lead me back to the Sun

What’s the best route

 

When praying

Turns to frustration

Which turns to raging

I’m engaging the winds

Holding onto bars, banging on the gates

Please let us in

Atlantic Ocean rushing in

Gone like a gust of wind

Nature never discriminating

Sweeping up us and them

Just don’t harm my children

In the building that’s caving in

Take them in if you must

Please just don’t let Satan win

 

We’re waiting for the Sun

 

There is a Sun

We just lost it

Like a mother who lost her son

In a crowded airport

We’re just trying to get home

While trying to get home

As obstructed light delays the flight

It feels wrong

So long to what we’ve known

 

Three and a half million villagers

Together feeling alone

 

Three and a half million villagers

Together feeling alone

 

Three and a half million villagers

Together feeling alone

 

Wind, water, and earth

Lifetimes buried in dirt

Everything raining at once

But the Sun was shining first

 

 

Cut the power

Cut the lines

Cut the phone

Cut everything we own

I’m trusting there’s some beauty in this

Mystery within the misery

Risen from the ashes, I might lose my body

But my spirit breathes

 

Plus I still got that village 

And they’re lifting me

 

Plus I still got that village 

They’re lifting me

 

Plus I still got that village 

They’re lifting me

 

Plus I still got that village 

They’re lifting me

 

Wind, water, and earth

Lifetimes buried in dirt

Everything’s raining at once

But the Sun was shining first

 

Wind, water, earth

Lifetimes buried in dirt

Everything washes away

 

But I feel the Sun

 

 

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