This poem is written by my brother, Andrés Fernandez. A person who illuminates fire and passion, a passion that lives deep within his heart. It’s the kind of passion that glows with excitement each time he smiles, or when tears gently fill his eyes. He is inspiration, dedication, and determination, and engulfs life to the fullest. Without his inspiration and passion, I would not be
the person I am today. Andrés , YOU are MY inspiration.
I LOVE YOU
Si mi hermano, (Yes, my brother)…. ” TU ERES ” (YOU ARE)!…Stand Proud!
With his permission, I am honored to add his poem to my site of poetry.
” YO SOY ( I AM ) “
YO SOY CHICANO (I AM CHICANO)
Called by some Latino, Mexican-American, Puerto Rican,
Hispanic, NON-WHITE. Some say Mexican,
as if pulling out something sweaty
and soiled from the dirty linen.
You know, the ones who are lazy, the ones who “take our jobs”..
Without credence to the inner strength of my people,
our melodic soul saturating music, or the richness
of our cultura… our culture.
Or to the beauty of years of our indigenous
work, toiling the fruits of our land.
Various shades of tan and cocoa… EVEN if to some…
we “look alike”
I am Chicano, proud brown eyed child of the sun.
Recognized by the Gods of the East, West,
South, and North.
YO SOY CHICANO
YO SOY DE DIOS (I AM OF GOD)
Defined by some as a spiritual oxymoron, as someone
who is confused because I don’t fit. Because, to
them, I am ‘confused’ or in sin.’ ‘ How, they
ask, can GOD love you within the
definition of OUR love?
Devaluing the overwhelming love I feel from my
creator, who touches and guides me. With the
same love and heavenly hand felt
by the righteous.
I am of God
My life is in his hands… my life is in his plan.
YO SOY DE DIOS
YO SOY HOMBRE (I AM MAN)
A puto, hoto, fag… sentenced to hell without a jury
or trial. Often told, “Sabes que loco, you’re going
to hell ese” Evidently, I am justifiably suited for
hate crimes, torture, or even death. Persecuted
perhaps because without a second thought,
my hand happens to rest on my hip when
I ponder the wonders of the world.
I am a man, who very comfortable in suit and tie,
can turn to my gay brother, also known as my
“SISTAH” and say, “Hey Gurl, Wassup?”
I am loved by my fellow man… sometimes literally.
As much as I appreciate the rose petal soft
skin of that delightfully delicate woman, my heart
palpitates when I think of holding that firm,
masculine hand attached to that manly,
chiseled smile…that smile that I want to
embrace… that man I want to hold
YO SO HOMBRE
YO SOY (I AM)
I am HERE… and yes, I am QUEER..
I am a father of two who have a future filled
with dreams, love… and a father who wants
to follow their journey. A sibling to 7, a son of none.
I am a man.
I am excited and I am hopeful.
Just as in the lives of those wonderful men of color before me,
I TOO SHALL NOT BE MOVED!
SOY MUCHAS COSAS
I AM MANY THINGS
BUT FIRST AND FOREMOST…
I AM… YO SOY