Viva Mexico

Viva Mexico,… Viva !!!

Diego Rivera: Dream of Sunday Afternoon in Almeda

Hairy legged dancer of the Latin circus,

on this honey dream  Sunday, idle.

Enough brush skating on the canvas.

Power, vanity game

empty skeleton´s fame.

myth guards their shame.

Fiesta wrapped in legends,

virgins, dwarfs, clowns salute them

with constipated ciudanos face.

Feudal bureaucrats germinate

in Mayan´s garden. The voodoo

rattle snake couldn’t escape the plate.

Power, vanity game

empty skeleton´s fame.

Myth guards their shame.

Mujeres dress like walking bells

topped with the jealousy hats

inside Diego´s puppets legs clang.

Power, vanity game

empty skeleton´s fame.

myth guards their shame.

Rocketing petards, mariachi

balloons of sensation sway,

Frida´s heart yin-yang.

The banker, the gendarme and

the wood winded veteran

Embroidered parade.

Power, vanity game

empty skeleton´s fame.

myth guards their shame.

The music box winded

Wooden winged vagabonds

limbs clap, clap….clap.

2. 9. 2013 Gyula Friewald©