Survival

Three years in Mexico

on the edge of a cliff.

My era is over...maybe

some seeds for the future

were planted.

I saw a flim

about the last Zapatistas...

old man exhorting the young

to not give up the struggle for

freedom...he said 

his turn was over.

A new generation

tilling the field of bodhi,

which is not about

success or failure.

Zapata was an honest man,

walked into his own ambush

with eyes open, said:

"My death is necessary so that

my ideals will be remembered."

The only thing that survives 

is the truth.