The machine will grind you down, but the machine is not bigger than the imagination. Rome fell in a day. We know this.

Your war drum ain't / louder than this breath.

i cried when i saw those buildings collapse on themselves like a broken heart.

I came from a traditional immigrant family where education meant there were only a few valid paths: doctor or lawyer - and I didnt want to be either one.

I will dance and resist and dance and persist and dance. This heartbeat is louder than death.

War and tooth enameled salted lemon childhoods All colors run, none of us solid Don't look for shadow behind me I carry it within I live cycles of light and darkness

I will not dance to your war drum!