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Ode To Farabundo Martí

En sus manos la pasión y lágrimas de una nación| La batalla por la liberación| Ocultaron su voz| Pero su mensaje rompió el silencio de una nación| Canciónes y gritos sostienen su imagen y mensaje en la lengua de aquellos ovidados| El representa el coraje y el odio| El amor| Y el honor| El sudor construido por la calor que dio el sol en la frente de los secuestrados sin justificación| Este es el hombre que dio su vida por la liberación de mi querida nación|

In Due Time The Process Proceeds

My lyrics arose as the prophecies came| Blown away with a fan| Shown scattered misrepresentations throughout the shaded plans| I stand here corrected with a Molotov| Outraged by the flames that couldn't disperse enough| In due time the process proceeds| Blades cut wide open| Showing where the dissections bleed| Mistakes once shown| Lay hidden| The speed tripled| But the reaction slowed| Arrange the blocks only to knock down| Then rebuild again to reinstate a new shape| Rearrange the tears with a crooked smile| Hiding teeth| The tree enchanted by my flames| Lies causally| Attracting the lightning bugs ever so close| Burning their bodies| Evolving to dripping flames|

Vivid Schemes

Atmospheres collide to erupt the space in between time| Halting to paint a portrait| Bringing the scene back to life| My life's goals search the opening to enter the stage| And embrace the light shinning from above| The ray of colors exchange places| Formulating patterns| Vivid schemes rotate on its axis| Outlined lines penetrate the surface to enter the innards| Releasing the boundaries| Patterns once hampered now become liberated thoughts| Occasional screams release sound waves| One tsunami after another uncovers the depths of the surface| Unveil the gem| Burning bright| The glass tints could not hide it from the wondering eyes| Of those wondering why something so bright needed covering up|

Catch The Inspiration

Alone a page flew from door to door| Gliding by the force in the hands of the wind| Direction in the Guidance of its lead| A blank page with nothing to read| Quickly embraced the language of the scenery| Remembrance became the depiction of its ink| The lines began to fill as it blew further past| The rain emerged as its demise| Soaked| The words dissolved| The ink dissipating out towards the open air|

Laughing clown

When the nonsense goes is when the conscience grows| Obscure in the emptiness of nothing| A dark hole with no hope| Dwindling with the closing door| A crack in the middle| Sprout a light of hope| The light grew| Isolating the dark with scenes of grey| Absent from the remote land| A screaming voice Utters| The noise to block the sound from the sun| The voices uniting into one loud screech| Misplaced was the microphone| Unplugged to dismiss the surrounding sounds| The pounds the weight carried to bury the noise| Today sees the time| Tomorrow shows the minutes| Next week tells the days| A Rusted crown on the head of a clown laughing| From the outside of the hole| That dark void| Singing with a menacing tone| His throat clogged in a patterned noise| -This poem was originally longer, but I had to break it down. Because i didn't want you all to be lost. My brain works in strange ways, and i get all these ideas that pop into my head all at ...

Thinking Outside That Box

They said that if I continued to show my mind's growth| The expansion would exceed the interior into the exterior| And expose to everyone outside my mind| The thoughts and voices once excluded from the outside| Secluded inside| The noises once trapped in a maze| The display of the visuals carried those outside to awe and amaze|

Next To You

A sonnet for the description in the feeling you bring| The breathtaking release your presence beseech| I extend this arm to open my hand in search of the gift| The gift of you by my side| My arm wrapped around your shoulders| Together we intertwine to enter each other's mind| I've longed and search for the better part of me| knowing you complete the missing piece| I stand in awe of the gleam in your eyes| Such warmth| The captivating stare that sucked my soul away| Into your heart is where I wish to reside| Let us ride the clouds until the night is shown| Then hop along the stars| With you is where my thoughts travel into the vision of your beauty| Your smile freezes that moment in time| In which I wish to relive minute after minute| You make the days seem endless| My love for you has grown further the more you speak| Let us sit and just listen| As no words could express the emotions you inspire|