no te turbas

Do not worry about whatever past life he occasionally lives in.
You have your own dark corner he can never visit.

eleven

i will close my eyes and count to ten
when i open them
will the world be better then?

x-tinct

did man think he would get a pardon
for desecrating earth, our garden
the animals. trees the grassf
or killing this
does he want a pass
for every living thingfacing extinction
does man want a medal of distinction
we are here to enjoy and live
grant the same to all othersand give
not take this gift and smash
throw the rest into the trash
it is time not to save and grow
before there is nothing left to show

they made it, alright

it was so cold around him
and so very dark
he needed something to warm him
besides his own spark
he followed a small
flickering dancing sight
soon others walked with him
all towards the same light
he looked all around him
he knew he could see
something that astounded
a we not just a he
a moving forward wall
not stopping at all

tout ca change otra vez

but, in reality, our vision changes
from the outside in
as we get clouded by our internal din
we live we watch,
we read the news
most of it a blotch
we avoid the blues

:(

one morning was sunny
no animals slaughtered
no parents abused
their sons or their daughters... then i woke up

the destroyer

she yanked she tugged at her childrens strings
saying do it my way or you can not do a thing
now her children quake in their middle age
dragged down by sadness or filled up with rage
while she has not learned a lesson from this
always a condition before bestowing a kiss
she never did what is in her delegation
disappointment her only sensation
carrying grudges until they broke her back
giving occasional nudges that slipped through a crack
ignoring with malice each childs special gift
while living in her palace, digging deeper this rift