It's interesting of we (America)
How we revert to this wild wild west mentality
Manifest destiny
We love our many festering destinies
So much we hunt them down
It's a gun culture
In southern Arizona
There seems to be chaos
...
On our own back-frontera-yard
While the National Guard
Rides trendy humvees
Made for the terminator
(Hasta la vista baby?")
Wearing ghetto fatigues
Fully automatic weapons
In lock and load mode
Watch while full metal jacket explodes
Interwoven between the vigilantes
Holding/waving in thier arms
Bill-of-rights and bellies full
Of black market tequila and Dos Equis beer
Pining for Rocky Points duty-free summer
"Una mas cervayza here?"
Laughing saying
"Badges!?...We don't need no stinking badges!?"
While the innocent innocence
Run and hide for cover
Underneath a 110 degree mesquite tree
(Snakes and thorns optional)
Dreaming of a career at a
Filiberto's, Manuels, or landscaped mall near you or
Me
All this activity
Couldn't on our border be?
A CIA covert operation
While drogas slide their way up
For our baby brethren to breathe
Poisonous fumes
Feinding for futures froze indefinitely
Our inner urban reality
Gentrification at its lowest long term
Modality
Effectively
Retroactively
It's the 1880's
And the hostiles need to be
Put where they belong
Though hundreds of tribes know this history
(ask Geronimo who died unfree, in captivity)
We tribes are happy now
Accomodated by USDA commodities
Better yet
Crash another 15 million dollar fighter jet
While the 13 year old Tohono O'Odham girl
Strains to hear over TOP GUN screams
Of patriotism
While bombs drop in the classroom
Where she struggles to hear
Watching our lips
Tries hard to read
And wrestles with the meaning
Of these united states of

Poetry....