Jungle

1965
I am 19
On a bus
To Mexico
City from the
Port of Acapulco
Driving through jungle
As my friend Paco tells me
About the Jaguars here about
Who attack those on foot or
Bicycles plus the gigantic
Snakes vampire bats and
Guerrillas so when the
Ancient bus stops for
Ten minutes to allow
Passengers to take
A break by the bus
Or off in the lush
Jungle to relieve
Themselves it
Is with much
Caution but
Dire need
I try to be
Calm in
Green
Jungle
While the
Bus driver is
Shouting rapido
To which I yell back
Adelante just to let him
Know I am in the jungle so
The bus does not drive off
Down the road without
Me but as I run back
To the bus racing to
My seat I find few
Passengers have
Returned since
Time is not so
Simple down
South in the
Jungle of
Guerrero
State in
A land
Little
Changed
Since Spanish
Rule and a third
Speak an Indian dialect
Not Spanish and being
On time is neither
Polite nor is it
Expected a
Lesson my
Future
College
Students
Practiced
In the black
Board jungle.