In Memory of Cesar Chavez
Born March 31, 1927 died April 22, 1993
By Loretta Martinez Williams
I was wet with the morning dew,
I was wet with poison too.
DDT had fallen from the sky,
I was so small, I didnt ask why.
We lived on their land,
And worked with our hands.
We existed from their store,
Worked til we werent needed anymore.
We then went on unto our next stop,
So tired at night into our shack wed drop.
With a hoe and a shovel,
We had yet to overcome our trouble.
It wasnt easy living a life like this,
And its the loss of our life that we are amiss.
You sacrificed yourself,
In order to seek help,
Trying to change the old way of life,
Helping us to overcome our strife.
Non violently struggling for our rights,
Answering the call and our guiding light.
Steadfast and bringing attention to our plight.
You would become the victor of our rights,
And yet you werent with us for very long,
But in your time you helped us to become strong.
íLa Huelga, si se mueve!
íSi se puede! íSi se puede!
These words we remember when we think of you,
Our loyalty and trust eternally true.