Salvador Sanchez
arrived and vanished
only 23 with so much speed
owning the highway
Mexico City
bred so many
but none quite like him
sweet warrior
pure magic matador
Pancho Villa
would never rest
until 1925
he closed his eyes
to the Milan stars at night
Ghosts of the Phillipines
choirs of angels sing
Ukelele strings
play for his legend
Ilioli King
How have they gone
Felled by leather
all alone,
or bound together
Benny "Kid" Paret
came a good way
climbed at gray sky
to raise his hands
stopped by the better man
Los Rios cry for sons
lost on distant shores
unforseen horrors
struck and delivered him
how have they gone
Felled by leather
all alone,
or bound together
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