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My Children are Mexicans

out in the county and up the highway
anger hangs like lost voodoo over Miami
dances on bumperstickers
floats on airwaves
scars faces with perpetual glares
colors perceptions darkly
alters moods and
drives young men to football coaches
then army recruiters

anger that beats stepchildren
hunts coyotes for pleasure
and hangs corpses on barbed-wire fences
anger that asks
have you seen many Mexicans today?

just my wife and kids so far but it's still early
i hope to see more
he calls me a race traitor
he's to old to hit and i'm to old to hit him
so i suffer a fool
he tells his old wife only a homo would marry a Mexican

middle-aged men in Ford 350's
scatter brown children at bus stops and crosswalks
then pull guns to protect themselves 
from the older brothers of the children they harass
and... hey why did you do that to my little sister?
can get you shot in "self defense"

it gets to me too as anger leads to fear
fear for my Mexican son and daughter
who have records but have committed no crime
but out in the county and up the highway
the police put up roadblocks
issue tickets without cause
and brag, every Mexican in town will have a record

they told my son "what's the big deal everybody gets pulled over
everyone has to pay their share"
even if they
come to a complete stop
obey speed limits
use their blinker
don't tailgate

tell it to the judge, my son and my daughter
the judge who gives out four month sentences
for a third non-offence
or you can pay the
take it off your record fee
we lost your paperwork fee
you live in the wrong neighborhood fee
you drive an old car fee
we don't care if you did it or not fee

then after you pay and pay
re-arrests because the clerk didn't enter the payment
leads to
lost jobs
missed classes
and retracted scholarships
my children are Mexicans


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  1. Date: 11/3/2012 9:42:00 PM
    My employees in my deli are 3/4 Mexican and 1/4 Ecuadorian....i love them dearly...jimbo

  1. Date: 11/3/2012 11:49:00 AM
    Whoa Mark! You've spelled it out very well. What's the world coming to? I like how you've described the various 'fees' paid- when corruption mixes with discrimination then you get a most powerful tool for oppression. Very well written!

  1. Date: 11/1/2012 8:11:00 AM
    This is a stunning write on the human condition of prejudice..Funny thing is,...they can't help their own ignorance...I believe your children will grow into the strongest citizens out there from these experiences...Great form, great verbage, and a powerful tone in this personal heart-stirring write! gwendolen

  1. Date: 11/1/2012 8:11:00 AM
    7! (Favin' it too!)

  1. Date: 10/28/2012 5:56:00 PM
    This is very moving, my wife and son are Chinese, they do occasionally deal with predudice but never this extreame. Ever think of moving to Canada we have an open arms policy here. Another great poem, I am in awe.