By Jackson Kiland
Guatemala painted the streets with many colors
Children running around the streets with their mothers
Soldiers protecting the shops with their shotguns
Young boys carrying stacks of hay that must weigh tons
Mopeds, dirt bikes, and tuktuks covering the streets
Chapines selling various meats
People doing whatever it takes to provide food
Whenever we talk to Chapines they’re never rude
The Meneses family welcomed us in with a smile
We were all so tired because we traveled for miles
They made great food that I’ll never forget
They did everything for us, we didn’t even break a sweat
Traveling across the countryside
Was an amazing ride
Little towns with kids running around
Everyone making the best of what they have found
Workers on coffee farms traveling many miles
Stacks for coffee being packed in piles
Picking the berries so carefully
Children were helping their parents cheerfully
FAFG giving Mayans a sense of closure
Among all the bones it’s difficult to maintain composure
Scientists figuring out the DNA that takes hours
When they find their loved ones bones they bury them with flowers
Lake Atitlan’s water is so clear
Jumping off a ledge with fear
Lake Atitlan is so giant
The rocks under the water are so defiant
Guatemala – the land of eternal spring
This trip makes me feel like a king
The food is the best I️’ve ever had
To sum it up, this trip is pretty rad
Fantastic!
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So beautifully written my son!!!
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The imagery in your poem is amazing Jackson! I felt like I was right there!!
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