Chicano Eddie Poet Free verse

The Mormon Visitors

"the Mormon visitors"


I told her happiness was a choice. 
I told her she was in control of the view 
she possesses, I told her to believe me 
because I had chosen to be happy myself 
and it had worked without question and 
no regrets. 

Mormons came to her door to tell her 
about God, her daughter answered the door 
and gave them her mother's name, quickly 
followed with, “just let me get her.”
 
after some lying about her plans, their 
conversation was over and they left. 
when the door closed, out came the rage 
Marie keeps inside and then, the release of 
her mouth. 

“don't you ever tell anyone my name, what 
the f@#$% is wrong with you?”
 
her daughter caught my eyes and fell into 
embarrassment. Marie sat back on the love 
seat enraged and shaking that the Mormons 
knew her name and gave it to God. 
she looked over at me, my chin tucked in, 
my eyebrows high, I remained silent. 

she’d shout angrily: “I f@#$%ing hate those 
people, f@#$%ing happy and s@#$. there 
aren't enough things in this world to make 
you happy. not everything in this f@#$%ing 
world is happy.” 

I told her happiness is a choice. 

her daughter and I stood there looking at 
each other. I sat there wondering why this 
woman chose to be unhappy, her daughter 
stood there understanding her maturity at 
12 was greater than her mother’s at 36. 

the Mormons were turned away, the 
daughter was a mockery, the mother, 
a victim of herself.

as for me, well, 
I got the opportunity to photograph it.


By: Chicano Eddie
9.3.18

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