Diana: A Tragic Comedy 

Soy la niña de la calle frijol – piel morena – nopal en la frente y patas de Michoacán. 

Mis pies corrieron sobre el cerro! y yo todo el tiempo preguntando “y porque nos escondemos?”
 
Mi mama dijo – “emos llegado a la tierra de leche y miel,” – nunca sabia que las abejas y vacas eran amigos.
 
Entonces a si quedo, y el tiempo paso, yo crecí, mi familia aumento…and I, I became American.
 
Well at least I thought I did.
 
I still struggled – is it Esmuckers? Or Smackers?
 
Now, I’ve evolved into a woman – which took her a boarder to understand her heritage and the beauty see her roots…which I think are showing
 
I am an optimist – yet I haven’t found this “greener” side…but I’m working on it
 
I was born Diana! Named after “la Cazadora” which is ironic because I have agrizoophobia (fear of wild animals)
 
Yet my name fits my personality – I am a leader, I am a fighter, I don’t give up – well maybe only on sodoku
 
But I will continue to be…for I was – I am, la niña de calle frijol.

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