
I Salute the Dead
In this drunken town
bitten by the whores
of Texas, I pause with
a beer to salute the dead.
Someone's in my house--
the dead child of Texas
haunts the woodwork
and the child is everywhere
tonight waiting for the dawn,
tomorrow maybe playing
in the mud.
My nephew asks if the black
children he sees on TV
are the poor, and I reply,
"We are the poor."
He cannot understand,
and I know this house
is as poor as this drunken
town
and I drink my beer
and hiccup into song.
- Luis Omar Salinas
Here's a link where more of his poems can be found.