Posted on Tuesday, July 19, 2005 - 8:30 pm:

 
 
See this woman   
with amaretto skin   
dark eyes and an easy smile.   
Her children are with her  
and she banters  
      with them laughing.   
I wonder if she knows  
   
they will become a city  
                and a nation.  
From these she has borne   
will come leaders   
attorneys  
     preachers   
farmers and thieves   
carrying her with them  
            in their blood.    
  
Does her head lift   
as she fries chicken   
peels potatoes or scrubs  
             a dirty neck?   
Her shoulders square   
to bear this metropolis?    
  
Does she hear their words  
dropping from the future-  
            We remember you  
             and all you have done.