Día de los Muertos by Ben Bac Sierra

Ben accompanied by Alex and friends visiting his brother's grave.

Día de los Muertos

Many try
Many die
Few succeed
In the life
We lead.

Our old street creed was wrong—
The Day of Death is a day we must
All
Celebrate
Both a victory and a defeat
A day of ending
A night of beginning

So I sing my own
Death song
Knowing
There is no escape
And why not?

This vida loca
This dream or
Nightmare
It is all the same

If I can sing death
Then
I can sing life, too

Lay your head
Upon my pillow
Hold your warm and
Tender body close to mine
For the Good Times.

Ben with Alex and other homeboys visiting his brother's grave.

Ben with Alex and other homeboys visiting his brother’s grave.

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