Espíritu de Niño de la Luna (Spirit Boy of the Moonlight)
Installation

Poem in Clay
Poem in Text
To Angel Flores of Sweetwater, Texas . A father threw his 4-year-old boy from his car, in the dessert along a West Texas highway. The injured boy spent several hours alone in the dark. A passing motorist picked him up, he was marred by over 500 cactus thorns. His father, when caught later, said God told him to leave the boy.
Pequeña piel del Niño ,
Small child hide
By Renee Choiniere © May 2011
Fly this way
Let me catch you
Niño pequeño
Little boy
Se esconden en el miedo
Small one, hide in fear
Beneath the cactus
and a midnight sky
You are safer with the wolves
The desert sand burries you
Cubrir, mi alma los ojos azules
Cover, my blue eyed soul
The thorns pain stiffens you
Lifes visions
Haunt you
Ha mentido
He has lied
Que no era
un padre
That was not a parent,a father
He was not given , he stole
No father knows he
You are free
Unleashed
Cast to the feral city streets
Arms . limbs , hearts
Hands , lips, tears
Confuse you with their touch
Piel
Hide
Here in sleep
A new mother sings for you
Only for you
La nación de pecadores nos lleva a perdonar
A nation of sinners begs your forgivness
They lost you in their cinematic ignorance
Where you are not real
They see you now
Desde arriba prometo vienen
Down from above come new promises
Desde arriba vienen las nuevas verdades
Down from above come new truths
Mintió
He lied ,
del Niño , He lied