You are my Rodriguez
You are my Rodriguez
Even your mouth looks the same as his
The way he looks sidelong and the camera stares.
In the houses he cleared, the construction dust
On him as he came home
To his wife and children.
You look straight
Or would, if you were here with me, at the screen
Seeing the story unfold about him
About how he became famous
Against all odds of ignorance, and was claimed.
I claim you, I’ll show them
I see you.