Poem #29 - 30/30

A BIG Fish Taco Story



Marsea


Marsea grew up in a palapa close to the clear blue waters of the gulf of Mexico
Her family fished for a living and what they couldn't eat, they sold
Mainly tourists wanted to eat the fish but had no place to cook it
Marsea's mother Luz decided to sell fish tacos and cold drinks on the shore

Her family fished for a living and what they could not eat, they sold
Marcos, Marsea's dad, put up more palapas and built tables and chairs
Marsea's mother Luz decided to sell her fish tacos and cold drinks on the shore
Their spot became famous, but everyone wanted what they had to be theirs

Marcos, Marsea's dad, put up more palapas and built tables and chairs
Their palapa houses grew, and became an outdoor hotel with hammocks by the week
Their spot became famous, but everyone wanted what they had to be theirs
All kinds of people came and stayed for the food and to catch the waves wide and sleek

Their palapa houses grew, and became an outdoor hotel - with hammocks by the week
One Sunday Marsea's parents went out together on their fishing boat to be alone
All kinds of people came and stayed for the food and to catch the waves wide and sleek
Nightfall near, a storm was rolling in but there was no sign of her parents coming home

One Sunday Marsea's parents went out together on their fishing boat to be alone
A terrible sea storm with lightening and thunder rocked the shoreline and scared the people
Nightfall near, the storm had rolled in and still there was no sign of her parents coming home
Marcos and Luz never made it back that night and the next day Marsea was orphaned at 18

A terrible sea storm with lightening and thunder rocked the shore and scared the people
Friends searched, and searched until there was no place else to look or to go
Marcos and Luz never did come home and people say they sailed straight up to God's steeple
Marsea grew up in a palapa close to the clear blue waters of the gulf of Mexico


© Odilia Galván Rodríguez, 2009