Corky

(A tribute to Revolutionary Chicano Activist Rodolfo Corky Gonzalez, June 18, 1928 – April 12, 2005)

By, Joe Navarro

Corky had a vision

Before most of us could see
He took off the rosy red colored glasses
That they gave him in school
His eyesight was 20/20 now
Not for what was obviously evident,
Nor what was shown

Ese vato sabía mucho

Vió la verdad
He saw the ugliness
Underneath the façade
He discovered the myth
Of the two party system…
Being a two headed hydra
Joined at the base of the neck
He found that Chicanas and Chicanos
Were meat for the political machine
He realized that Chicanos
Were cannon fodder
For the gringo’s imperialist wars
He excavated our history
From the depths of colonial lies
He exposed the naked face
Of oppression

Nuestro carnal, Corky

Questioned history
And challenged the future
He saw the bare truth
Of imperialism
And showed it
To the world

Sabía que la gente chicana

Tiene un lugar especial
En el mundo
He knew that we weren’t
Naturally born as farmworkers,
Laborers, maids, dishwashers
And second class citizens

He found out that we were

Descendents of great civilizations
Y que somos herederos
De las tradiciones
De la gente que estaba aquí
Desde el principio del tiempo
We didn’t come to America
America came to us
He boldly declared to a closed world
Trying to pry it open

Flinging social paradigms

Like arrows into the belly
Of the mightiest beast on earth
From the inside
…Talking about imperialism
Capitalism, exploitation and oppression
And the most frightening concept of all
Self-determination
Inspiring an entire generation
To imagine a Chicana/o nation
Redefining the foreigners
…Inciting the largest tribe
In this hemisphere
To rise up and demand its land

From boxer to philosopher of liberation

Nuestro carnal, Corky
Was like an alarm clock
Crowing the gritos of
La revolución
En la lucha para
La liberación de Aztlán

High from the Rockies

Las cordilleras de las Americas
He declared to the four directions
Que, ¡Yo Soy Joaquín!
An allusion to a rebel
Contra los expansionistas
Un guerrillero que luchó
Por la justicia
Por que él también sufrió
Bajo de la mano de la injusticia yanquí

¡Yo Soy Joaquín!

Was a declaration for justice
A cry for freedom
A recognition of la raza
La gente indígena de Aztlán

Nuestro carnal, Corky

Knew that he had to organize
A Crusade for Justice…
Movilizar la gente para luchar
Por la dignidad
Por la humanidad
Por la igualdad y
Por una mejor sociedad

Nuestro carnal became the impetus for

El Plan Espiritual de Aztlán
Mobilizing minds, spirits and bodies
Theory—action—social change
La Raza Unida
Nuestro carnal, Corky knew…
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