And acknowledges their differences,
beginning with the fact that, from the start,
Spain never truly liked Mexico all
that much. All wonder and illusion of early
pursuits has long faded into disuse,
their once great relationship reduced to
spite and uniforms stomping through the dust.
And Mexico admires Spain, and its
hope that all remain well between the two.
Treaties and international peaces
can be administered despite the breach;
so much can be forgotten over time.
And although one stole the other’s language
(read: heart), they still share spices, soccer, god.