They Tell

I like to ask the aged about their parents.

They always tell.

Their parents are dead.

But the aged remember.

He tells about his father,

A doctor for railroad workers in

Mexico’s east-central mountains.

They lost arms, legs, were crushed,

Crippled, bent.

He was their doctor.

She tells about her parents,

The land now half-million dollar homes,

Then, cotton and corn, and her parents worked.

Years will pass.

Their children will age,

And they will tell about their dead parents,

Just as they told ….

Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky, late March 2013

Author: Gene Novogrodsky

Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky, a Brownsville resident for nearly three decades, writes North American border slices, from eastern Canada to central Mexico, and in between. He is one of the founders of the Narciso Martinez Cultural Arts Center Writers Forum in San Benito. He sometimes participates with the informal Resaca Writers Group in Brownsville. He prefers, however, to read to two or three attentive listeners – when asked!


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