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Journey
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by Yoshi Mendez
August 17, 2005
Origin - Mexico Ciy - destination - A new life???
First stop, Tijuana
How long
One day, two days, a week, a month.
Who knows?
Stoop in a box. Time has no meaning, no light.
Then, tension
You're first, run. Stop, run,
La Migra, run, stop run,
- Remember, remember
I don't know you, you don't know me. When
You're caught
Once again, hungry, exhausted, your legs don't move, but
Run, stop. Run. Caught again.
Go home little girl. Stop crying you're safe here.
Out there, you're not –the white gringo says.
Out again, once again.
How long?
A day, a day, a day.
This time ten men with YOU!
Just remember
what happened
to Panchita.
she crossed with men, and vanished.
You don't care, the pain from your father playing with your body
Makes you fearless, brave. Wanting to escape that darkness
A desert, ten men, YOU,
You wish you could disappear.
What would they do with such a small thing YOU? But
Run, stop, run,
Again, hungry, exhausted, your legs don't move, but
Run, stop, run
You cry,
August 24, 2005,
You make it.
