Made for Sands-Agent. Thanks for reviewing and betaing last chap! It's a El POV poem.
Warning: Sorry again, it's not betad, I wanted to put it online as fast as I could.
Son of Mexico,
Mountains high enough to touch heaven,
At dawn the flowers blush with dew,
Cities filled with music and life,
At night the starts sparkle so bright they must be diamonds,
This is my country,
I've born in it,
And I will die in it,
This is world,
My love I found in her,
Carolina, my Carolina,
Mexico gave her to me,
To bad she needed her angel back,
I don't blame her for that,
This is my country,
I protect it,
And I kill for it,
This is my world,
My music, I own to her,
Her beauty keeps me writhing,
Mexico gave that to me,
I always thank her for that,
This is my country,
If someone tries to hurt her,
I will stop them,
Because this is my world,
Armed with a gun and my guitar,
I walk a lonely road,
But in a way I'm never alone,
Because memories and Mexico are both near,
This is my country,
I love it more then anything,
And it loves me back,
I am her child,
I am the son of Mexico.
Jeez, mister ego-trip. No, kidding, El Is the son of Mexico. He's so cool! El Mariachi as in 'The' is cool. He's like world greatest (anti-)hero. Only Sands is more fun… Okay starting to talk crazy again, bye:P
Luvzzz Sue-AnneSparrow.