Chicano Poet

Friday, March 02, 2007


He was keeper of the bees
while his daughter
crawled about on skinny knees.

He was captain of the Luftwaffe fleet
while she swung on the swing
and earned her wings from defeat.

He was feared far and wide
but his daughter fought back sphinxes
to cross the Great Divide.

Re-united in death and in doom,
they go about their family business now
and giggle us their gloom.


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