private property

“Wake up Loisaida, defend what’s yours, Wake up Boricua, defend what’s yours!” – Armando Perez

Porto Rican housing re-development
abandoned boricua building blocks
complete with missing foundation
and no walls or windows
or ceilings or floors
and one busted door
with skeleton key
that only opens
from the outside
to exit with no return
burned out pipes, plumbing
people and anything of value  
violated
stolen by scavengers
pilfered property
ravaged raped
and left for further theft
long ago
a condemned carcass

i squat and wait
a naked Indian
in the flesh
and blood
po’ rican
wounded warrior
soaked in your sin
neither here or there
or anywhere
a traveling autonomous drone
a lone anti-treaty terrorist
wherever i am
i be
i don't own
my own broken
and entered
home
and there is no longer no door
for that knock at midnight
but i still listen for the sound
of landlords with leases
lawyers with (master) locks
eviction notices
and neo-nooses
colonial court orders
constitutions
and cops in armor(ed)
carcasses carried along
with our rights and wrongs

i know
they are coming
soon
they say i am worthless
but they still want
what i am worth
i cost nothing
now
but
i am
not free
and
i am
not mine
mi casa
no es mía
today
i am still
someone
else’s
private property
and now
and later
cono!
mi casa  
es
tu  
condo!

(not4)Prophet