“Grabois no está solo” says Juan Román

Juan chills in the vast expanse

not solo, but out there

a cosmic debris ball dance

words groove in fresh Bel Air

birds sway to the beat at micro glance

“Not solo”, dice Román

No loner vibes with thee

just three tough thoughts tonight

find solace in the sky's caress

beams blend the light in sight

la esperanza 

intertwines with the flood

justice blooms wildflower's blood

Deep-rooted in this flesh

action's tangy in social mesh

championing kids in distress

with pathos drive and nonetheless

is this a

woozy momentum?

"Morir bostero", says Roman.

A roadblock on the wrong, highway unflow

Juan swerves & breaks the bong

in milliards

paths lit neon within a throng

Unity is

a we all song

Amidst discord's wild roar

his words ring out, a clarion call

this is where tickers meet

transfiguring Victoria's sweet

This is Juan

his soul's wide span

where balling equities lack a stand

coverting reality, mouth in hand:

Tomorrow where justice commands

“Not solo”, dice Román