Our neighbors to the south are caught in a whirlwind of despair while drug lords continue to set the country ablaze with gunfire. The stories coming through the pipeline depict a nation overrun by vicious animals with political agendas. It strikes me odd that this chaos has all but erased the fact that a great chunk of Mexico was recently left in ruins in the wake of Hurricane Alex.

I find it further disturbing that much of America feels it in our best interest to cage the animals and let them sort it out on their own turf. The same cult would have us go knocking door-to-door throwing every “illegal looking” soul over the fence, right into the mouths of the starving jackals.

A solution to Mexico’s highly sensationalized drug war will not be produced in this mindset.

What’s more, narrow conversations produced by commercial media will keep many in a comfortable state of neglect.

Amidst hot winds

Blowing smoke and casting veils

The unwarranted precedent of ownership stands to protect its prize

With tongues like brushes painting out the proof

If only unconsciously generating sangre in puddles

The greedy seedy thrones of negocios hide their lies

Flashback to accords made to keep trade cheap

Nursing struggle in the fields of hope

Farming future friendly fire