ACADEMIC ACHIEVEMENT

GOODBYE IS NOT A WORD… IS A FEELING

Is hard to believe over a thousand rainy nights have passed

And is not over tonight

Many years have passed but

Having u in my thoughts bring me pain

And sometimes I feel I can’t make it through the night

And can’t hide it through my eyes

I can’t let go of u until

I see u one more time

I know is not possible and

My sorrows can’t bring u back

I feel that you were not the one who left me

I was the one who did

Without saying a last goodbye

I did say those painful words but

Thinking I was going to see you again

But like every human I was wrong

Now I make a promise that I would go back were you rest

To land where on we share happiness

And say goodbye for one last time

But never forget you

And with a tear in my eyes I will say goodbye

One last time

KEEP MYSELF ALIVE

I been down these roads before

Just waiting for me to fall

When I see the world around me fading to black

It doesn’t seem just right

Walking the deadly paths ahead

Just seems to be my only way

To keep my hopes alive

People talk about seeing the white light when death is near

But how can it be possible when death is just a dark cold place

How can death be symbolize with a simple color

When is just pain

FREEDOM

Stand up for your freedom!
Don’t be your own nemesis my mentor said
Never give up your rights to be free
Which many leaders from the past fought for
Even before we open our eyes for the first time
Our freedom cannot be bought with words
Cannot be obliterated by our own ignorance
Slavery has to be put aside
Many battles through ages had been fought

Rebellion against the source have been part of the legacy that our forefathers have led
And die for
Fought so hard to get our Bill Of Rights
These men were brave
We should protect our freedom and not take it to the grave
Sometimes I asked my self
How can we be free in this world?
If we don’t protect each others rights
How can I free
If I can speak my mind
How can I be free if
Am not free in your own eyes
I can’t close my eyes because in the end
Is never going to be alright
America stand for freedom
But if you think you free

POEM

A. BEAUTIFUL
B. PROUD
A. GRACEFUL
B. LOUD
C. CULTURE
D. DOWN
C. VULTURE
D. LOW
E. HERITAGE
F. LAND
E. AGE
F. HAND
G. SALVADORIAN
G. PROUDLY

MY COUNTRY IS BEUTIFUL

I’M SO PROUD

SO GRACEFUL

I’M PROUD OF BEING A SALVADORIAN AND I SAID IT LOUD

IS MY CULTURE

NO ONE CAN PUT ME DOWN

NOT EVEN PEOPLE THAT ACT LIKE VULTURES

IGNORANT PEOPLE ARE VERY LOW

THAT’S MY HETIRAGE

I WAS BORN IN THAT LAND

WORDS DON’T HURT ME, I HAVE AN OLDER WAY OF THINKING AND IM IN A YOUNG AGE

I’M SORRY FOR U BUT INSTEAD OF ME INSULTING YOU BACK I SHAKE YOU’RE HAND

AND YOU KNOW WHAT!! I’M A SALVADORIAN

AND I SAY IT PROUDLY