03 January 2009

come back

I hear your silence

The frosted pane

And rooster crowing

Outside my window

Waves against the sand

Standing upright and unforgiving

No matter

As long as thought remains

And truth is spoken for


You think I don’t remember

Mexico so long ago

But see: the illumination

I’ve carried all these years

Tucked into my foreign hand

And beating like a bird’s wing

Against my grandfather’s portrait


It all comes clear as you leave and

Leave us behind to measure

Your memory steps and the

Reason why we’re here

So close I can touch

Your departure come back

My mothers and my fathers

So far down the road

Walking forward away

Crying like a child

Come back come back

Please come back

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