A Kumeyaay Poem

Just as the sun rises to begin its journey for the day, we, too, begin the journey of our lives as children. There are storms and mountains in the paths. They change our rays of light and our colors. I come from this dirt and this land and I will return to it one final time. Until that day comes I will shine as the brightest flames of the sun. Those around me will know my connection to this place and all that is life. Everything that flows in this land has flowed through my blood, my eyes, my breath, and my heart.

Blasphemy Against the Holy Spirit

"Abolish the Police!"