Cassandra

“Piece by Piece Piece by piece They tear at you: Peeling away layers of being, Lying about who you are, Speaking for your dreams. In the squalor of their eyes You are an outlaw. Dressing you in a jacket of lies —tailor-made in steel— You fit their perfect picture. Take it off! Make your own mantle. Question the interrogators. Eyeball the death in their gaze. Say you won’t succumb. Say you won’t believe them When they rename you. Say you won’t accept their codes, Their colors, their putrid morals. Here you have a way. Here you can sing victory. Here you are not a conquered race Perpetual victim —the sullen face in a thunderstorm. Hands/minds, they are carving out A sanctuary. Use these weapons Against them. Use your given gifts —they are not stone.”
― Luis J. Rodríguez, My Nature Is Hunger: New and Selected Poems: 1989-2004

“The more you know, the more you owe.”
― Luis J. Rodríguez, Always Running

“Wich is the ultimate struggle, the one fight really worth fighting.”
― Luis J. Rodriguez

“You're my big brother. I knew you'd take care of me.”
― Stephen King, Night Shift