Ciudadanos de la Ciudad (The City)
They sleep like puppies in a pack.
Bodies spread on couches and floors
once bedrooms are full.
They can never wait to relieve
themselves of the burdens they bear.
Relief is bought by the case
and found by the can.
The fight comes on,
as they pour
relief down thirsty throats.
Home is always so far.
Home is always so far away.
Mothers, Brothers & Sisters
Worry and Pray
as Fathers wonder.
Guadalupe will watch over them.
Ella les cuida,
sus hijos del Sol.*
*She cares for them, her children of the sun.
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