What is this idea of blood
and lineage that is so sacred?
As a species
it is something we have
fought and died for
in order to preserve
it's continuity
and honor.
My view is changing
as the scenery
moves before me.
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Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Rolando Mena
They say we look alike,
at least that's what they told me
the last time I visited.
I didn't see the resemblance.
You had a much better mustache
than I could ever hope to sport.
It was some time later that
I began to see the truth
of their words.
I saw it in the way your
gray hair slicked back
at the end of your forehead.
I saw it in our eyes,
In the stubbornness we harbor
justly or unjustly.
Beyond that
I began to hear it in your words.
The way joy and hard fought
understanding knew their place
alongside each other.
We're not so different.
I've heard that things have
gotten worse.
I can only hope
we find ourselves
together once more
in our home
there in the town
of our ancestors,
an ancient blood
that runs deep through
the jungle.
at least that's what they told me
the last time I visited.
I didn't see the resemblance.
You had a much better mustache
than I could ever hope to sport.
It was some time later that
I began to see the truth
of their words.
I saw it in the way your
gray hair slicked back
at the end of your forehead.
I saw it in our eyes,
In the stubbornness we harbor
justly or unjustly.
Beyond that
I began to hear it in your words.
The way joy and hard fought
understanding knew their place
alongside each other.
We're not so different.
I've heard that things have
gotten worse.
I can only hope
we find ourselves
together once more
in our home
there in the town
of our ancestors,
an ancient blood
that runs deep through
the jungle.
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