i cried when i saw those buildings collapse on themselves like a broken heart.
Your war drum ain't / louder than this breath.
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 dance and resist and dance and persist and dance. This heartbeat is louder than death.
Life is a right, not collateral or casual.
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.