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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418235" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Main Character</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418235" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I went to see<br>How the West Was Won<br>at the Sunshine Theater.<br>Five years old,<br>deep in a plush seat,<br>light turned off,<br>bright screen lit up<br>with MGM roaring lion-<br>in front of me<br>a drunk Indian rose,<br>cursed<br>the western violins<br>and hurled his uncapped bagged bottle<br>of wine<br>at the rocket roaring to the moon.<br>His dark angry body<br>convulsed with his obscene gestures<br>at the screen,<br>and then ushers escorted him<br>up the aisle,<br>and as he staggered past me,<br>I heard his grieving sobs.<br>Red wine streaked<br>blue sky and take-off smoke,<br>sizzled cowboys’ campfires,<br>dripped down barbwire,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418235" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">slogged the brave, daring scouts<br>who galloped off to mesa buttes<br>to speak peace with Apaches,<br>and made the prairie<br>lush with wine streams.<br>When the movie<br>was over,<br>I squinted at the bright<br>sunny street outside,<br>looking for the main character.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Jimmy+Santiago+Baca">Jimmy Santiago Baca</a></strong></div>