sister slavery

She digs her fingernails into her skin

Swallows her pride

And cries her own dignity

Remember…

Remember my sister pinays

Walked along the pearl sand beaches of the homelands together

Remember my sister pinays weaved the winds of her kin together from day to night

Remember my sister pinays built beautiful temples from the golden diamonds in their chests

Remember my sister pinays had silhouettes of angels of the purist form

Remember my sister pinays, my sister pinays

Were women huntresses…

You were warrior princesses

You were Filipina queens

My sister pinays your beauty is our innocence, its our essence…

But now, your cries bellow underneath the darkest corridors

Slammed against by tormented fists to the head

A slap on the face to us

For the price of YOU and your bridal dress

This modern day slavery

Mail-order me blasphemy

Denigrates your beauty…

Your darkness, black bruises, has now infected your body

And now I cant even see your sun-golden skin

Cuz of men who can keep their dicks on check!

Egos bringing of un-satisfaction, jealousy, insecurities…

With their pathetic lives cuz they think they can steal some sweet Asian pussy

But see, pussy digs deeper than that

Innocence digs deeper than that

Pride digs deeper than that

Beauty digs deeper than that

Dignity digs deeper than that

Love digs deeper than that

But the only thing digging deeper INTO my sister pinays

Are samurai swords taking their lives

Wooden maces thrashing their thighs

Gunshots through their beautiful brown eyes

And the very thought of you crumbling under someone’s

Knees makes me think what happened to my Filipina queens…

See you used to stand so tall

Emulating the presence of the sun

You used to lay elegantly along the wilted grass under the

Prosperous mango trees…

But now your families are

Given some lame ass excuse

For rape of their innocence laying

On their front Porch

Knock knock!

Body bag…

Your daughter died of an unknown disease…

Knock knock!

Body bag…

Your daughter fell ill to a sickness across the seas

Knock knock!

Body bag

Your sister pinay sold herself to an egotistic guy

Who Beat her and Beat her and BEAT her

Until she died…

And now I can’t stop crying

Cuz these bags cause bags under our eyes

Because my sister pinays are dying inside…

All over the world my sisters are exploited

Through this sick slavery...

This maniacal aspect denigrates their souls…

But if we can remember her stories…

Then maybe..maybe we can resist this struggle…