No Piedra No Brick
I’m flesh and bone not made
Of stone
Like my damn song to be sung
Silly sound master clown
No wonder
My feelings went over yonder
Que pasa? Mr. Hombre
Is it too somber?
No piedra, no brick, no lick
My heart beat
As you go deep, beep,
I feel the heat, I’m sea sick
I’m flesh and bone, vagrant bum
Made of granite stone
Geometrically built like the “Sun Dome”
Brick and piedra, sierra maestra
I can’t hide or cry, beehive
My life is just a trick, a hammer
And a brick.
Copyright © 2012
By: Juli Monat
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