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by Staff Writer
Undress the media
Get POOR Magazine out of the dressing room
to yo stage
Reality combined wit art
We are castaways
To play restricted parts
We are fire hazards
trouble breathing, unfair air
Airtime to
5 minute commercials
To one hour away
4 public service announcements
We are news, accomplishments & blues
Nothing but the truth
So we help God
I crossed the border early Thursday morning
Without my US Social Forum Passport
I felt I made it to the stage
On the down low tip
Undocumented
Still chanted & sang
Story quickly told
And then put out
tha back door
Cuz I'm fire hazard
And I breath unfair air
So I took over the airwaves
For public service announcements
Security at every post
Decided what pieces of bread become toast
Youth in the media
On a positive note
Wut a joke?
We are in the attic
Thru static 2 fix antenna
So the perception is clear
U marginalized me
U made no room for
JUST US
U disrespected Ida B Wells no center
U can't find us
U can't have justice
Po folks struggling to obtain
Technologies that document
Stories to educate
Only a few found
Security doesn ´ t make me feel safe
They make my heart pound
We are sound beings
Beings of sound
we create safe events
When we can build
A circle to build a community
People ´ s news
Workshops, panels, resource tables
In this for everyone-
Not just a few
We are many
Struggling to be heard
So let me kick
People had to really search
We are here
We are there
Yet even amongst
These gatherings making differences
They had no space to spare
So we had to rise up and challenge
2 get a bigger hallway
2 have our story flow through the airwaves
Painful and precious
Learning goes beyond four walls
We are media
Dispite displacement
We didn ´ t fall
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