Alberto hits his brother on the

back of the head, looks to the north

as he starts to get up

his brothers still sleepy

grumbles "it's not light yet,"

"if you want a new life, what's

a few minutes wait?"



darkness on the road and over the land

into the laws and out of the hands

from those with so much

and no show of heart

you'd think it'd be crazy

to ask for a small part



spotted an eagle in the middle of a lake

resting on cactus, feasting on snakes

but the waters recede as the

dump closes in, revealing a whole lake

of sleeping children



poison in the stream that flows to the sea

out on the waves that crash within reach

of those with so much

and so little to fear

you'd think it'd be crazy

to be so far away yet so near



some say a new day will shine here

over these catastrophes and horrors

of misfortune, all across the wire



Alberto y Hermano on the coyote's trail

and dodging the shadows of the border patrol

out in the wastelands wandering for days

the future looks bleak with

no sign of change



darkness in the eye and down

in the soul

all across the wire to those in control

holding so much

with no show of heart

you think it'd be crazy

to watch it all fall apart

watch it all fall apart