Chicano Poet

Friday, December 21, 2007

Vato Poco

I’m listening, Max,
but I don’t know if I am worthy.
I’m beginning to think words are wasted on poets.

I’m listening, Lalo,
but I don’t think my heart is in it.
I don’t understand how you could give so much of yourself.

I’m listening, Black Hat Poet,
but I don’t know if I can make fun of the enemy
and have him laugh with me.

I’m listening, Cecilio,
but you know I always listened to you.
I can only blame myself for all my failures.


At 10:35 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

The last three poems - bien lindos.

Esmeralda Bernal

At 9:57 PM, Blogger RC said...

Esmeralda,thanks.And Happy Holidays.


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