Treasure Island

Jimmy Santiago Baca

(2 January 1952 / Santa Fe, New Mexico)

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Who Understands Me But Me


They turn the water off, so I live without water,
they build walls higher, so I live without treetops,
they paint the windows black, so I live without sunshine,
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  • Elena Sandu (1/28/2014 6:30:00 PM)

    . If each man of this world could only once deepen into self to find out that true happiness is not in what we have or touch, the human kind would quit doing such harm we do today to our mother land. A poem to teach the essence of our lives. I am very grateful for reading it, thank you! (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (11/25/2013 5:59:00 PM)

    this is beautiful, sometimes when you go this far down...you find yourself and you find God :) (Report) Reply

  • Konjit Berhane (11/2/2005 1:32:00 AM)

    a very beautiful poem, one of the best i read. It touches every one i think.
    so keep the good work.

    koni (Report) Reply

  • Vidushi Khera (10/4/2005 9:15:00 AM)

    Amazing poem...i think it's really true...we find ourselves when no body is ready to look out for us...and in that we find great comfort and we can understand the beauty of our lives even in the darkest of times! !
    Wonderfully expressed poem
    Luv
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