Mother’s Breath, Andrew Belzer, 2012

I was born as the sun set
behind the mountains of Bogota,
an afternoon child.
I was born alone in a room
with only one other person,
Mother, midwife and nurse.
The story goes that the night before
my mother had seen Rocky I,
and I was born a fighter.
My father built us a house
from wood and straw
and pieces of aluminum.
No running water, No electricity
we were very poor,
we were very happy.
Colombia gave me my first breath
like a second mother
she nurtured my growth.
I was born in wanderer
yet I will return to her, Colombia,
air, water and ashes.
Aire, Agua y Cenizas

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