In writing
As in any
Pure form
Of expression
One lives
In the past
The present
And the future
All at the same time
Summoning acquired skills
To communicate feelings
Excited by the act of sharing them
And the possibilities
They might unlock
A record that I was here
And I saw these things
And I did my part
As both a witness
And a participant
The Power of Art Art in its finest form Feels like a great rebellion It feels like seizing freedom From the grip of despotic forces That tell us we can't Art stands up to those bullies And yells in their face Yes, I can! And clobbers them over the head...
Generational Chains Why is it that as adults We seem destined to recreate The most chaotic parts Of our childhood Why are generational chains So hard to break? Why is it that we seem destined To become The one thing we swore We would never become...
Memoria de un Sueño No puedo creer que solo eres un recuerdo Como un sueño bonito Que no mas existe Solo eres una memoria No más mi amor Ni mi vida Ni mi familia Ni nada La herida no ha cerrado Mi corazón sigue lesionado Una cortada tan honda Que...
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