Tuesday, December 14, 2010

A Mayan Poet





















Every day in Mexico, 
I eat my chocolate bread. 
Every sun that climbs and goes, 
Hears Maya in my head. 

Every word in Mexican,
Says I Mexi-can't, 
But through every rhyme my chocolate bread,
Feeds my Mayan rant.

I'm a Mayan poet,
A master of apostrophe,
Every day a metaphor,
Comes from Him to me.

He knows I'm a Mayan poet, 
Of this 20th Century,
He also knows I'll follow his road,
to my final Destiny.



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