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Flowers of Death

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From where poets weep
         In trembling shadows
Of decaying Joshua trees,
They watch the marigolds of Nuevo Laredo

Swaying and swaying
In the blind winds,
Searching the red planes
         Without eyelids.

In Fresnillo,
Mothers follow the sweep
         Of hanged girl's feet
As they trace youth’s cold sleep
Like gruesome pendulums.

          And all along the butchered frontier,
The lands swell up with fresh bruises
As though the Earth herself had been beaten
And medicates her wounds with little graves.

And yet poets plow on,
Writing and weeping for peace and rest;
          Knowing still that mortal words
Have never returned
Nor will ever

Bring back to life the dust.

Those girlish marigolds,
Stretched out without memories,
          Listen to our prayers,
Their golden petals going black
Under the blade of the sun,
          And like the night lizards
They soon go deaf,
Asleep beneath the cool of white stones.
Marigolds are the symbolic flowers of El Dia de Los Muertos.

This poem is inspired by a protest put forth by Mexican poets
Against the violent murders of countless people, including
Young girls, by Los Zetas and the Sinaloa Cartel.

© 2016 - 2024 Frank-Jaspers
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LindArtz's avatar
So pretty yet equally painful :heart: