pana slam pt. 2

[sirthew]

i think i'm getting the hang of this poetry thing.

PNOY

I stand at about 5 foot ten
And despite the color of my skin
I have never faced an identity crisis
Like this…

I’m Filipino
More than the rice rocket
More than the clique
I’m Filipino
I eat with my hands
And given the chance
I cut my ulam with a fuckin spoon

Cause I wanna make history
The social studies of my people
Living vicariously through lives
Of over 100 tribes

Hunter-gathers of
Culture, dance,
Cuisine, war

And enough Spanish last names
To give Mexico a run for

So pardon my politics
And I hope you acknowledge this

That my people can say something clever
A Filipino you could remember
Poetry along lines
Of rhymes like

“I’m sick and tired
Of being admired
By the system.
I’m going home ma
Tell dad I’m gonna miss him.

Cause if the island leads the continent
I’m sure to think the opposite.”

And as Filipinos…

We need not be opposite
But equal.

So treat your lola right
Make your momma proud
Grab a hold of more fly pinays
Than a slow jam shout out

Cause..

I’m Filipino
More than the rice rocket
More than the clique
I’m Filipino
I eat with my hands,
And given the chance
I cut my ulam with a fuckin spoon
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i deem this man poetry. "broetry" if you will.