A little girl wakes up in a part of the world god can’t see

She’s hungry and hopeless.

She walks with her mom down a mud road loitered with pebbles and glass.

Home is where the heart his but her home breaks her heart.

It’s her and her mother in a self sought refuge.

They’re escaping a country where the government’s eyes are only on its money and its people are left there to rot.

There’s a train that’ll train you to stay in your place

A coyote that’ll jump at the chance to growl, howl, and bite

The little girl begs for a drink in a desert deserted where the american dreams of the non americans flourish.

All she can drink has dried up, but she has to go on

All she can feel is the sun

All she can see is the future


The land of the free charges a toll to go in

It’s a place filled with hope and riddled with sin.  

Welcome to me, him, you and us but all us are other than

A place where the man in charge doesn’t want you here and doesn’t want to hear what you’ve done for here or what you’re doing here.

A place where everyone’s all over the place

A place plagued with negativity for years and years,

This place will chew you up and kick you out once it gets all it can receive.

A place where you get portrayed as a murderer a rapist and a thief.  

Are you sure you want to come in?

Welcome little girl, you didn’t say thank you but you know what you’re welcome little girl.

We are the land of free but your time here is going to cost you.

How’d you get here anyways?

Did you jump the wall? Should we make it taller?

Are you sad now? Do you miss your mother?

Turn around, go back if you don’t like it here.

Go back to the poverty and the corruption and all your fears.

Home is where the heart is, but your heart can’t take anymore

Underground Adventure

The four amigos set out on a quest. We had been planning this for about a week, to set out on an adventure to experience something other than out repetitive everyday lives. I made sure to pick up a few cans of the paint that sprays every time that I went to the home depot for house renovation stuff. It was me: the guy with his dads company card who bought enough things at the Home Depot to sneak in a can or two and pass by as 18. The caves are a place by my friend jts house. It’s an old mine and it goes back pretty far. There’s two entrances to the cave and the first one is surrounded by a few trees and you have to climb up what the locals call pride rock ( it’s just a big concrete platform) the first entrance leads to a pretty basic little system with a wet ceiling and a set temperature of 60 degrees. The second entrance leads to the same environment but there’s a ladder and on the ladder there was a phone number. We reluctantly called the phone number and a young guy answered and started telling us that if we go all of the way back that we’ll find chairs and a piano and a bunch of other creepy things. He then hung up and went back to work. The four amigos including myself let out a collective sigh and we ventured in like we were playing Minecraft. We were instructed to hug the right side of the walls on the way back and all the way back. It was good advice and the deeper we got in the scarier it was. We saw a few paintings here and there but obviously there weren’t enough because we decided to add several of our own with spray cans I had purchased at the local Home Depot. We were about half a mile in and no one wanted to give up, but we were getting spooked. I threw a rock to the side when no one was watching me and two of the guys literally jumped as I erupted into laughter. 15 minutes into our expedition someone finally noticed something. There were several chairs set up all facing what had been a fire. There were also a few carnival games and a piano that didn’t actually work. There were beer bottles scattered all over the ground and a see saw that I took a rather aesthetically pleasing picture next to. There were also however these little dollar tree battery powered candles that were still illuminated. None of us knew the actually battery life of those candles and we all came to the conclusion that someone had been there recently. We all started jogging back making sure to hug the left side of the caves. My friend Miguel ran over a tripwire which he swore was going to trigger some Indiana Jones type of booby trap and lead to his demise. Half of me wanted it to, because it would have made this story more interesting and because that would be one less guy in my truck, but the other half of me knew that Miguel and work well as midfielders. We approached the first bit of natural light and it came off as green for some reason and the scholar in me was reminded of a book I had half read called the great gatsby. I made for the green light swiftly and subtly. We all then exited the cave and started making our way towards the exit and down pride rock. We saw some car drive by and one of the guys was feeling extra rebellious and flipped the car off. We then all watched the car go to the end of coal mine and then turn back around, we all rushed to the truckmobile and sped off making sure the jeep wrangler never saw us again.

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