Chicano Poet

Monday, March 28, 2005


Mr. Bones makes
no bones about it,
walking as he does

always towards the truth.
He don’t buy
the lies

the Administration’s cronies,
the owner, tells Fox News to air.
The announcers

are gutless wonders
who tow the line
because there’s a check in it.

They’re paid
to spread manure
and that’s what they do.

So, Mr. Bones shoves
the talking heads
out of the anchor chairs

and tells America the truth.
The Star-Spangled Banner
becomes limp.

And all the oxygen
is sucked out of the lungs
of you and me.

Passed out on the floor,
stars shattered from the fall,
pink stripes all tangled---we have no flag.