Poems

Rosa For Our Feudal

Today she is working
in the sunlight of a courtyard,
bringing police officers and civil clerks
tortilla chips and soda-water.

Rosa is bringing the sunlight on trays
to her masters.

They issue dollar bills and sustenance.

Published by W.T. tuqMairtin

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