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Journey



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.

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