Editors note: If you stop and wonder about it, it is passing strange.
Most of us are not criminals, so why are we treated with such suspicion and why do we
put up with it?
The Mexican and American Authorities have learned much from each other. Not much of it good.
One person, 73-year old me,
Between the green and dark blue,
On a sunny, cool day ….
Behind me, in Mexico,
The green soldiers, on foot,
In trucks, some alert, some on cellphones:
Girl friends, family, military, friends, connections ….
Ahead of me, in the United States,
The dark blue Customs men,
Alert, spaced along bridge and traffic railings,
Ready, weapons mid body,
The river low and chocolate, current weak
Just me,
No smiles, no nods, brief looks,
Death on each side
While on to a breath ….
Gene Novogrodsky
