Sunday night
Alamo city
I walk along ancient
Architecture of passion and fiesta
White fire
Feather light crescent
Below moons eye patch
Can I share my peace with anyone?
Aztecan totem poles
Mexican heroes
Sacred hearts still beat to
Creations drums
Hypnotized to a mosaic pond
Living things in the water
One side struggles
The other is calm
Unity with division
Humanities reflection
I see myself
Can I share my peace with anyone?
I hold my friends hand
A guitar case handle
Pull her out and begin to
Play
Music and city circulate like
One blood
While I sit still
Like a patient swimmer
The city
Breathes one note at a time
Rises to breathe again
I return to my room
The city has its music
Can I share my peace with anyone?