• Martha Cecilia

Lessons from Disney, Written-ish by Me


You can listen to this spoken word here.


So many of us grew up on Disney.

Emulating stories of damsels and princes,

But maybe, with some slight tweaks and changes,

We can again turn to Disney for refuge and reflection

Leaving behind the fairytales of our youth and instead

Taking on the role of hero and sheros for ourselves...


Pocahontas on Standing Rock and the environment:


You think I’m an ignorant savage

And you've amassed so much power

You’ve convinced yourself its so

But still, you cannot see

The savage one, its not me

How can there be so much that you don't know?

Listen, and then you’d know...


You think you own whatever land you land on

This Earth, our earth, is just a dead thing you have claimed

But we see every rock and tree and creature

Having value, having dignity, having a right to claim it’s space.


The Hunchback of Notre Dame for the refugees in cages:


I know that you can hear me

I’m just not sure you care

I have learned that you don’t listen

To the OTHERS prayer

To you, I know, I’m are just outcast

Not worthy of speaking to you

Still I see your face and wonder...

Were you never in need of a helping hand too?


Please help the oppressed

Incarcerated and chained from birth

Show them the mercy

They deserve as a being on this earth

Please help us, we are people…

We look to you still

If you ignore the outcasts

Then everyone will….


Ariel for women and little girls everywhere and Nyeisha Nelson:


What would I give if I could live out of your violence and misogyny?

What would I pay to spend a day at the same table with you?

Imagine a land, where they understand

Where they don't reprimand their smart and equal daughters…

Bright young women, sick of being extinguished,

Afraid of night walks but ready to stand…


I dont when.

I dont know how.

But there has to be more than being wiped out

Someday we'll see + acknowledge the need

For an untoxic and not deadly masculinity...


Tarzan for our Muslim and AAIP brothers and sisters:


Don’t blame you for cryin'

None of this is all right

But, take my hand, I’ll line up by your side…

I’ll do my best to call out the hate around you,

I promise to be there, I won’t be shy.

They want you small, but you must stay strong

This is not normal, this is an unimaginable wrong

The human spirit, can’t be broken,

We will be here, still, it is ok to cry.


We will fight this fight

No matter what they say,

‘Cause wrong is wrong, and we are right to fight for good.

Always and always.


They just can't they understand the way they’ve made you feel,

They just don't trust what they were taught to make them afraid.

We may all be different but

Deep inside us, the differences are what make us strong.


Elsa for our LGBT brothers and sisters--especially our trans children under attack today:


Don't let them in,

don't let them see

Be the family man or the femme fatal you always have to be

Conceal, don't feel,

don't let them know

Well fuck that, let them know

Let it go, let it go

Don’t hold back who you are anymore

Let it go, let it go

Sashay away and slam that toxic door

You don't have to care

What they're going to say

Let their storm rage on.

Because the rainbow will follow you anyways…


Alladin for my Black and Brown brothers and sisters, especially for Daunte Wright and Adam Toledo today:


Gotta keep!

One jump ahead of the breadline

One swing ahead of the sword

I ask for only what I can't afford

Which thanks to the system, that's everything…


One jump ahead of the lawmen

That's all, and lets stop pretending its some kind of fluke

These guys don't appreciate the men, women children and families they broke.


They yell, “Riff raff! Street rat! Scoundrel! He deserved that!

What happened to kindness?

They say, Rip him open, make him pay for existing”

I can take a hint, gotta face the facts, I don’t have a friend in blue.


Who? Oh, it's sad that Trayvon hit bottom

He's become the one-man face of crime

They say, “I'd blame parents, except his kind don’t got em'

I say, “gotta hide to live, gotta ask to breathe

Tell you about if I had the time!


One jump ahead of the fake news

One skip ahead of my doom

Next time gonna use a white non de plume

One jump ahead of the hitmen

One hit ahead of my flock

Its not safe a stroll around the block (in a hoodie, eating skittles while Black)


They say, “Stop Protestors! Vandals!

I say, “I’m tired, can't handle”

Let’s not be too hasty

I’m am choking, I can breathe guys…

I can’t breathe...

I can’t breathe...

I can’t breathe...


Reprise:


Gangster, Hood rat, I don't buy that, if only they'd look closer,

Would they only see a Black man, a Black child?

No. No they wouldn’t.

They would see..

There's so much more to me


Scar brings some shame for those who voted for White Nationalism:


He knows that your powers of retention

Are as wet as a warthog's backside

But thick as you are, pay attention

His words are a matter of white pride

It's clear from your vacant expressions

The lights are not all on upstairs

But we're talking klans and oppression

Even you, safe as you think you are, can't be caught unawares


So prepare for a change of a lifetime

Be prepared for sensational fake news

A terrifying new era is tiptoeing nearer

And where do you feature?

Well, who is your teacher?

I know it sounds sordid and you think you're gonna be rewarded

When at last the white man is given his dues! (insert eyeroll)

And injustice deliciously squared

Be prepared!


Simba closes us out on hope:


From the day we arrived on this planet

And, blinking, step into the sun

There is more to see than can ever be seen

More good to do than can ever be done


There's far too much hurt to take in here

More to fight than can ever be fought

But the sun keeps rolling high

Through the sapphire sky

It keeps on shining for those ready to fight...


We are the circle of life

And we together can move this all

Through despair and hope

Through faith and love


While we claim our place

On this path unwinding

Only together are we the circle

The circle of life….


*This spoken word piece was originally written in 2016 + was updated in 2021.


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