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And So I Die


Jesus Trejo



I layed in my mother's womb,
my entire life,two whole months.
I layed in there all alone,
alone I cried,I heard the news.
I wanted to see the world,
to walk the land and feel the wind.
I wanted to stretch my legs,
to close my eyes and fall asleep.
I pictured a million days,
a breath of air,a life of joy.
I pictured my mother's face,
so beautiful,so full of love.
I dreamt my own destiny,
I'd make it far,I'd make it big.
I dreamt my own family,
my wife and child,my home sweet home.
I felt that I could have won,
I could have lived was almost born.
I felt that I could not run,
the blade was near,it cut my throat.
I heard when my mother said
that she would die if I would live.
I heard when my father said
that he would leave if I would come.
I don't want my father's leave,
I love him dear for he made me.
I don't want my mother's death,
she gave me life in her inside.
I trust that my parents know,
in them I trust,they own my choice.
I trust that my parents know,
for they have lived and I have not.
It's all my fault my father yells,
he yells at mother because of me.
It's all my fault my mother crys,
her life is ruined because of me.
I only want my parents' joy,
I'll let the blade cut right through me.
I only wish that they could see
my lips pronounce my final words...
I love you father,
I love you mother,
I love you both as you do me.
I love you so,
and so I die.



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