people want to pretend that coming across the border

is just some choice to come and take advantage of the american dream

nobody wants to talk about the sacrifice

of going back. of dying. of staying here.



you have to cross the border

knowing that everything in your life

is going to disappear. in order to

try to find in this american mexican abyss

underneath the streets of gold. underneath

the death threats. underneath your doubt

nobody talks about what it took for you to decide

to come across this journey

nobody talks about what it looked like

coming across the border knowing that

you could be raped murdered somewhere in between

but so many want to pretend you are coming

across this red blood water. this red blood of you

you are the forgotten song. waiting to be sung

on the other side of this frontera