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 *****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