Abyss

 My son, in L3, it is true
 Our dream deferred will be renewed
 We cannot visit in any fashion
 But our homeland, there, we can imagine
 Our ancestors and history
 Are surely there, at L3!
 No, this place we cannot see
 But I believe Aztlan to be
 A land we can no longer reach!
 And though to me, you do beseech
 To evidence my fruitless claims
 I'll now admit: I am to blame!
 I poured the bleach into my eyes
 Their hatred, I internalized!
 I bought into their evil tricks
 Now my world is eclipsed!
 L3 is the abyss, you see
 That has stared back into me.