Like a true son
Of Los
It keeps rising
Like a true heir
Of Los
It keeps lifting
Ocean grains,
Earth rains,
Desert range
Stars changed
When they renamed
Los,
Los Cuentos.
Es tiempo.
Lo Siento
Los Angeles
It’s
Cuentos’
Time.
J.T.
A Poem Born in L.A.
When they renamed
Los,