• A bite of bread

    Cup of coffee and some milk.

    This is my breakfast for today.

    Some beans, corn tortillas, and some rice

    Come with me on my shoulders on the road to work.

    In my mind, the memories

    Of all those who I love and have far away.

    And I don’t know if I’ll see them again.

    The smile of my father

    My mother’s hugs, how much I wish to have them again.

    On my way to work I have to hear

    People without feelings, animal people,

    Saying to me loud, "W.e.t.b.a.c.k go back."

    I forgive them because I don’t know how to hate.

    "Ya llegaron, a trabajar, a trabajar,"

    Probably the only words in Spanish my boss knows how to say,

    "Get to work, get to work."

    Today tomatoes, tomorrow cucumbers

    My life is in the fields.

    Today the sun wakes up after me.

    It will be my company during the day.

    It will disappear in the distances

    Before I disappear from the fields.

    During the hot day, I will sweat

    Without water I will dehydrate.

    Rivers of salt water run down all over me

    Landing in the green ocean,

    The ocean that every day I have to navigate.

    Basket after basket

    The load trailers

    Start filling up.

    One by one they start on their way.

    Where will these trailers go?

    Somebody said they will go all over the country

    And the product will be distributed to many homes.

    I ask myself if the ones who told me to go back,

    The ones who hate me,

    Will they receive some vegetables and fruits today?

    Will they have the fortune to enjoy some of them?

    What an irony of life,

    They may have some of the ones that I husked today. mrgreen