Among Students and the Mexican Wild
Among Students and the Mexican Wild
I climb steep slopes and peaks
And live high on the mountain top
I walk through forest and jungle
Papa cannot accompany me
His work is in the fields
Mama weaves baskets
And cooks whatever grows in the earth
We eat tortilla and wild greens
I walk two hours to boarding school
I will learn the Spanish tongue
To grant them faith and prospect
There they will break bread three times a day
The girls leave behind chores
They are in the first and second grade
They hop down an obstacle course
Onto the steps where mama broke her arm
She always warns us to be careful
Morning dew leaves the rocks wet and slippery
Mama and papa are short on livestock
Cow leather and old tires make our shoes
Mines are broken
Grandpa was without
He’s raced through valleys in his youth
He’s still strong
A six year old boy, one of my mates treks to school
His legs grow heavy and weak
And blisters pain his feet
He waits for the rain to subside
And walks in stride
He stops to snack on leaves
Cougar and coyote roam the region
For he must be observant and calm
He is behind-time
Marckincia Jean
Free verse
06/19/19
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