by David Andrés Alíx

I do not take lightly what was placed

Before me that day

I asked to be your better brother

I asked to be your fondest friend

And I was placed as a protector

While you were engaged in a Holy work together

Immersed in intimate conversation

Without interruption 

The angels were assigned a different imperative that day

And God had his forefinger on my jugular

To see if I really wanted it that way