Gloria Velasquez

ODE TO RODNEY KING


Michael Brown
He shot and killed you.
He murdered you
for being African-American.
No justice for young Black men
in Sundown Towns like Ferguson
where military police tactics rule.
“Has anybody here seen my old friend, Bobby?

Can you tell me where he’s gone?
He’s freed a lot of people but it seems
the good they die young
I just looked around and he’s gone.”

“Has anybody here seen my old friend, Michael?
Can you tell me where he’s gone?
He’s freed a lot of people but it seems
the good they die young
I just looked around and he’s gone.”


By Gloria L. Velásquez
August 16, 2014, San Luis Obispo

SELF-PORTRAIT: FRANCISCA MOLINAR VELÁSQUEZ


The Measure of a Man
Sydney Poitier
The Measure of a Woman
Francisca Molinar Velásquez
Proud African-American
Proud Mexicana Xicana
Cat Island in the Bahamas
Johnstown in Colorado
Two Different Lives
Both from the Same Generation
One a Hollywood Actor
The Other a Sugarbeet Worker
One Tall Dark and Handsome
The Other Short Brown and Beautiful
One Articulate
The Other Bilingual
Both endured History
The History of Being Poor and Oppressed


By Gloria L. Velásquez
June 11, 2007 , Los Angeles, CA

RAZA DE BRONCE


I saw their hunger today
lo vi en sus ojos
hambrientos por saber
que pueden superarse
que tienen valor
mis chavalitos en J-Town.
Sentí su hambre
lo vi en sus caras morenas
my brown-eyed children
of the son and the moon.


By Gloria L. Velásquez
November 25, 2013, Johnstown, Colorado

HIJOS DEL SOL


Hijos del sol y la luna
y la Madre Tierra
Escúchame bien
Amar
Vivir
Soñar
To love
To live
To dream
To seak God's truth
Ver la flor
Y probar su esencia
Ver al niño desemaprado
Y darle tu amor
Y limpiarle las lágrimas
Ver al inmigrante trajador
Y ofrecerle tu compasión


By Gloria L. Velásquez
June 16, 2013, For MLL Commencement