Guillen’s Tales: the column of “pop star, stuck in fashion”, Alejandro Guillen
“Let Them Eat Cake” a poem
Sometimes I wonder will we ever be free
A sentiment felt and spoken by many
A redundant memory that has made us numb
And sick cattle
We have become mad cows, cows that have gone mad and overconsume
And yet are underweight
The weight of financial and emotional instability
Polluted by all that is fed to them
And diluted by empty societal promises
As we graze and haze for dreams of equality
We are met with glass fences and ceilings
In the form of social unrest and misguided protest
We scream and shout to be heard but are instead herded to segregated grasslands and barns
Imprisoned and branded
Caste then casket
Where is the cure to this mad cow disease
That leaves us poor and on our knees
To beg and plead
Money for war but can’t feed our need
Financially poor but rich in talent
What will cause us to flip the switch
Out of the darkness
And to learn to embrace darker skins
Will we die as mad cow steaks?
Or take from the state our rightful piece of the cake?
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