Someone like my Father
Is the one that made me
60 years ago
With his holy hands
And placed me 60 years ago
In the planet earth
I already got used to the
Planet earth
And also
I am living my life
......
I fell in love the moment I saw you
Standing elegantly in a crowded street
Eyes as glass, windows that I would peer into to discover you
To behold a fireplace, a welcoming flame on a cold day
A symbol of elegance as two smooth marble legs
shaped as columns decorated shoes of clean sandstone
Stairs that beckon visitors to peer through an open door.
A beautiful breast of woven brickwork, evidence of a craftsman
......
Sweat is the other garment
You wear in the desert
When the only water is in the cactus
And all but the flies are inert
But a cool layer of sweat
Is a hiker’s proof of award
For taking a thin trail
And in curiosity, moving forward.
Earth crumblin’, Stars spinnin’, The wind whippin’.
Her arms flailin’, grip on her sword slippin’.
Body spinnin’ while the Devil’s watchin’ and grinnin’
Wicked and wild, smilin’ ‘cause her time comin’.
His time bidin’.
'Cause this time he knew she’d be the one dyin’.
Lungs gaspin’ and heart poundin’ her mind tryin’
To find the divine might insider her that just might fight the fright fillin’
Her heart dark the light spillin’,
Dread deep it drillin’,
......
How the tulips
Looks so beautiful
Inside the vase
We have place
The tulips
Inside the vase
It was placed
In our dining room
Table
Also, we brought
......
How the tulips
Looks so beautiful
Inside the vase
We have place
The tulips
Inside the vase
It was placed
In our dining room
Table
Also, we brought
......
Someone like my Father
Is the one that made me
60 years ago
With his holy hands
And placed me 60 years ago
In the planet earth
I already got used to the
Planet earth
And also
I am living my life
......
I lost hope; I broke down;
Who was there to save me then?
I looked awkward in that gown;
Yours was a wolves’ dire den.
So many years rolled away;
Still, your scary scorn
Blurs my world even today;
I need a new morn.
......
Dogs shall keep barking;
Still, never let them vex you;
It's your life, for sure.
Sweat is the other garment
You wear in the desert
When the only water is in the cactus
And all but the flies are inert
But a cool layer of sweat
Is a hiker’s proof of award
For taking a thin trail
And in curiosity, moving forward.