Chicano Poet

Monday, December 28, 2009

La Mosca

When Lorenzo was seven years old, he tore the wings off a fly.
Soon afterward he felt bad about it . So he picked up the fly and put
it in a matchbox. Each day he gave the fly dew to drink and cut up
tortillas into tiny pieces to feed it. He decided to call the fly
Epifanio. Each and every day for the next seventeen years Lorenzo
looked after that wingless fly. And though little boys live forever,
not so worthless little flies. At twenty four, Lorenzo learned to mourn.
It is a lesson we should all pay attention to. Accept your responsibilities.


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