Distinction

I guess I was overcome
so cold, so frigid
snapping crisply
I went to control my actions
and found it closed
so I walked

I found my step
along with cranberry thoughts
and I knew I was alone
for the good and the bad
I stomped out the march
of my walk

imagine my surprise
when my eyes grazed the snow
and the indents were fresh
but they weren’t mine
someone else had come
for my walk

oh how the mind reels!
alas I’m not so alone
this arrogance of mine
just wanted to sulk
in its singularity
on my walk

so I rounded a tree
traversed back behind
crossing new paths
with each little dance
to remain with my stance
and my unparalleled walk

Copyright L.M. 2007.

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Patria

patria, patria, call her along
she sings and praises with whims from afar
show her the innocents, the children she’s wronged
and show her the bones in her chariot car

patria, patria, senseless and mute
scuffling limestone with each tender sole
assuming a call would raise arms to this brute
who shovels up parts of who used to be whole

patria, patria, open your eyes
don’t close your lids as you let your heads bow
the deceitful “Integrity” dons a disguise
o patriotas, how could you dance now?

   

      

Copyright L.M. 2007.  (inspired by “Political Prison in Cuba” by José Martí, 1871).