Horacio

3/12/04

People say you cannot

And we say we can.

Pen and ink, black and white.

Voices.

Our people speak through art

And art speaks through us,

Through images we speak;

Images of pain.

Images of sorrow.

Images of remorse.

Suffering.

Our art embodies the hardships

We struggle through

In order to be heard far and wide.

It is the only place where people

Hear the truth at its purest.

Philosophy.

Because they say we cannot

We feel we cannot.

But they make it that way.

And we try.

And we try.

And we try.

Color, acrylic paint,

Vision.

Our people can see everything

Around them and know

That the many colors of art

Represent the many feelings

We express to everyone.

Each color has a different shade

Like each of our emotions

Hace different depths;

Feelings unspoken,

Feelings unheard.

Because they said we cannot

We tried and said we will.

We will.

Paintings, murals, oils.

Freedom.

Look around and sense it

Next to you.

Art is like a perfume,

It just spreads

Touching and pleasing.

Feel the art.

Feel the warmth.

Feel the joy.

Power innate.

Everyone of us

Contributes a voice

Which speaks for us and

What are ancestors fought for.

People said we cannot,

And we said we can.

People say we cannot,

And we say we can

And we will.

We will.

We will.