I Felt Like A Gringo

a ton of white boy guilt, that's my problem - 
obstacle to joy (one reason for drugs) 
slept on a mexican beach, slept in trash 
(american trash) thinking too much can ruin a good time. 
I asked a mexican who 
ran a bar for americans "who won" 
I said "the election?" he laughed and I felt 
like a gringo - we paid for a song and they had fun with us. 
why can't you buy 
a good time? why are there soldiers in the streets? 
why did I spend the fourth
in someone else's country?