Tuesday, March 18, 2014

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Chapters 16-19

e. My point of view is that of an observer who is observing this great migration from Oklahoma and the greater Dust Bowl to California from the side of Route 66. My poems explores the fear that these migrants carried with them, the fear of the unknown, of California, and fear for the future.

Thousands, millions driving
bumbling, cruising, walking

Fear coursing through
their weak veins

Stuck to the road like glue
struggling against invisible reins

Hoping for a new life
in a land filled with strife

Dreams filled with fear
of the unknown and queer

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