photo from penaajena.blogspot
El Macho
suggested by emmy's blog
Sure, he killed the vato,
spent 22 years in prison,
paid his debt to society in his mind,
funny how that
didn’t bring the dead guy back,
the wife the guy never had,
the children, the grandchildren,
oh, the very talented granddaughter
who never materialized
because someone pulled the trigger.
What the hell was the fight about,
proving one’s manhood?
protecting one’s territory?
At least, until the rich, white land developer
turned your barrio into a baseball stadium.
3 Comments:
RC: I'm honored that you'd write something based on the blog--thank you for reading my rants :).
Yes, this poem is very wise.
With gratitude,
E.
Thanks,Emmy,enjoy your postings.Your posting on Segundo Barrio reminded me of Chavez Ravine,too>
RC: Thanks again. I feel the same way too about the similarities between EPT right now and Chavez Ravine. Your poem also adds an additional layer of thought to my perceptions of what's going on around here, so thank you so much.
E.
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