Chicano Poet

Thursday, March 04, 2010

In Search Of Aztlān

Perhaps Andres Montoya was right,
maybe Aztlān is nowhere to be found,

the San Andreas Fault
just another Los Angeles barrio street.

The evil in Mexican kids inherited from the wind
says El Louie Rodriguez,

are we oblivious to a grandmother
craving crack in white rain,

and purple cops busting
a thirteen year old hooker for themselves?

El Plan Espiritual de Aztlān,
has become the National Enquirer,

Alurista almost run over by a taco truck
which buys protection from Los Bobo Kings.


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