Po' Poets at Logan High School

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A youth outreach workshop by the Race, Poverty and Media Justice Institute at POOR Magazine.

Facilitators: Queenanndi, Ruyata and Tiny

Collaborating Teacher: Oscar Penaranda

by Logan High Po' Poets

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I rock Jordan. I rock Nike.

Peer pressure, livin' as a �type beast�

Naw, naw. Not me.

I rock what I want.

Won't give a penny for your thought.

But don't like hearin'

Another battle bein' fought.

Listen to the music.

Dream to the song.

Why can't we be friends?�

Let fighting end, let the gun wounds mend.

Don't make me pretend

To be something you want.

-Jasmine Ventocilla

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I am a yellow person, I feel the same at Logan. But Logan is a school of minorities. I hear "nigga this, nigga that" but they don't know where the word comes from. The struggle many people have fought for culture has been raped. I truly am an American in the melting pot.

The Bay Area is home. It is home because it is the home of minorities. If I moved to the South, I'd be dead.

New World Order. All them seek it. America has been stolen from our eyes. The figureheads like Bush. All they do, they strive for a facist government. Instead of the pledge of allegiance, it will be the pledge of death.

-Vinh Thai

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I'm Shawn, oldest son of Mike and Val.

People think of me as bitten but I�ve been through hell.

I do ok, my parents love me, but I've got a flaw.

Autism made me dumsy, not the strongest guy.

Then there was last year's PE class, the popular crowd dubbed me a Nazi.

I moved across the states when I was small.

I write stories and have many dreams.

I am German, French and who knows what else.

My life has been loud, but at times calm.

-Shawn Perry

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I am one who sees violence in the streets.

The one who hears nothin' but lies behind the deepest fears.

I feel the pain to all that's in danger.

Can't we all get along as if we weren't strangers.

It's hard to believe now what we do impacts

the actions we do tomorrow.

If I can share the peace within my dreams.

I'll let you borrow.

Once we the people see all race as one equal community.

Humans is what we are in need of equality.

We needa accept each other.

Before we go back to being ashes.

-Krisandra Santa-Isabel

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Sight. How I look around people is a person who is like everyone else, just going where I need to be going, just walking by, nobody knowing you with just a blank mind.

Smell Things I smell would be freedom, freedom to walk, freedom to see, freedom to do something, something great for society or just fooling with it. The smell of life passing by seems to be slow but actually going fast.

Struggle We all have struggle, one may be easy, just like going to bed, or hard like someone hammering you right on the head. Life comes in fast like a bullet, most people get hit and that's when it hurts, deep wound that never recover unless you do something before it gets to you. That�s what I think about life- it's an unexpected thing but I guess that is life's meaning- life and dream.

Dream. Dream is what you do everyday whether its nothing or something. Dreaming something great or what's your fate. Dream to do anything, wishing that is reality. Dream is something u earn and get.

-Anthony Villegas
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