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Deportee -- Plane Wreck Memories
I wrote this with deference to and great respect for Woody Guthrie and his superb 1948 poem Deportee (Plane Wreck in Los Gatos). I hope you'll take a minute to read it HERE.
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Deportee -- Plane Wreck Memories
It's sixty-one years since that crash in the valley
It's sixty-one years since they fell like dry leaves
Grandmother, grandfather, I remember and miss you
I cried and I prayed and I could not believe
Just four years before that, Diego was wounded
Shot down at nineteen back of Omaha Beach
Seven years later Jesus took his turn and
Left both of his legs in a Korean creek
We finally thought that it had to be over
We'd find our good jobs, put our kids in good schools
But my Manny was killed on a DMZ mountain
Who would have thought we would all be such fools
And now there's just me and I'm an old woman
Without any papers, without any plans
My family has fallen like dry leaves around me
I'm so Goddamn lonely, I still miss my man
We didn't ask much when we brought in your peaches
We didn't ask much when we gathered your crop
La Migra is flying me back to the border
Will someone please tell me, Lord, when will it stop?
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Deportee -- Plane Wreck Memories
It's sixty-one years since that crash in the valley
It's sixty-one years since they fell like dry leaves
Grandmother, grandfather, I remember and miss you
I cried and I prayed and I could not believe
Just four years before that, Diego was wounded
Shot down at nineteen back of Omaha Beach
Seven years later Jesus took his turn and
Left both of his legs in a Korean creek
We finally thought that it had to be over
We'd find our good jobs, put our kids in good schools
But my Manny was killed on a DMZ mountain
Who would have thought we would all be such fools
And now there's just me and I'm an old woman
Without any papers, without any plans
My family has fallen like dry leaves around me
I'm so Goddamn lonely, I still miss my man
We didn't ask much when we brought in your peaches
We didn't ask much when we gathered your crop
La Migra is flying me back to the border
Will someone please tell me, Lord, when will it stop?
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Permalink Reply by Edythe Stromme on
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This gives me goosebumps. I think Woody would love it. It should be sung instead of read.
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Permalink Reply by Chuck Stromme on
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LC-Hawk said:WOW....WOW and WOW!
This is a wonderful piece....thanks for sharing
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Awww, LC... Don't you say the nicest things?
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