Ismael S Rodriguez (Bulletproof Poet)
Author, poet, and chaos enthusiast. I blend surrealism, spirituality, and rebellion.
- Shackles cannot bind, The fire in our hearts, aglow— The storm breaks at dawn, And the heavens will tremble, As the people rise in unity.
- The iron gates close, But the fire within us burns, We sing through the night, With every breath, we resist, Until the dawn cracks the sky.
- A broken sword lies, Yet the spirit never bends— The people, like rivers, Carve new paths through ancient stone, Freedom’s cry grows louder still.
- The earth quakes below, The tyrant's grasp cannot hold, Roots tear at the stone, The people, like rising trees, Strike upward with sharpened truth.
- The earth quakes below, The tyrant's grasp cannot hold, Roots tear at the stone, The people, like rising trees, Strike upward with sharpened truth.
- The earth quakes below, The tyrant's grasp cannot hold, Roots tear at the stone, The people, like rising trees, Strike upward with sharpened truth.
