Hey Vartan, what do you see?
What are you thinking, Marilyn, when you’re looking at me?
An alien woman with no sense of humor
Who knows not Jackson, Vendor or Homer?
Who follows your orders and makes no reply
When impatiently you shout “move on with your life”
Lo and behold! Identity! Insperity! Integrity!
No Mercy… Pronounce the Penalty.
Strike, SLAM, Ingenuity!
Stop for a moment and lend me an ear
Listen to the tale without a sneer
I am part of “Pasadena All”
That proudly came from East and West
With Babian, Martinez, Thai and the rest
Arrived to America with a bag and a dream
Opened her arms after the screen
Provided a home and believed the pledge
Promised black, red, brown, and yellow No sledge
Look closely to me and see the heart
That left the legacy and was torn apart
Left all: Parents, siblings, friends of no match
Past middle age… Forced to start from scratch
I opted not for SS or welfare
Preferred to give Caesar his share
Worked to pay tax and sweat for my bread when Sam said
‘I will give you stamps and a bed’
I remember the joy, I remember the pain,
And I’m loving and living life all over again
I think of the battles and trophies I won
Smile at the years that are now bygone.
Go to your granny, ask your spouse
Let them tell you of the flight
Made by some brave kin
To open the doors and hold you within
So open your eyes, dear and see
Not an alien woman
Look closer and see ME.