eventually it all catches up to you
the sounds of mexican american birds
condors and eagles without papeles
waiting to cross trumps proposed wall
waiting for the ghosts of your migration
to become the realist adveture they have ever lived
waiting for the memory of us to become
some cold frame in the molding corn
waiting for the memory of our arrival
on this tonantzin to be remembered
waiting for the ghost getting tangled at the border
to unveil another set of memories
waiting for all of us to forget and forgive
all this nonsense about papers and borders
about lost souls and exit tracks to go home
were the ones we’ve been waiting for
in the onslaught of memories
in the onslaught of how did we get here
were are the children of the ghosts
migrating across the universe
across the third world
across the popul vuhs memories
across oceans of stars
across the mission set back to our beginning
we are the ones we’ve been waiting for
to remember all the parts needed to go home
we are the ones waiting to go home
without anymore papers.
www.waterhummingbirdhouse.com
www.chicanocoloringbooks.com
https://www.etsy.com/shop/IzzySquared
WaterHummingbirdHouse 