Tag: Health
“I Shall Not Should On Myself”
“I shall not should on myself”
Should is a funny little word
It sometimes annoys
Much like a thorn in your side
Much like an enemy’s sword
Should is that voice
Of the sum of all your school masters
You can’t
You shan’t
You Should
Blah-blah-blah
Was all we heard
Blah-blah-blah
When they treated us all as cattle in a herd
Should is a box
A box full of should
Oh my,should will never cause you to soar
Should will never cause you to fly
You’ll never do what your heart wants
You’ll never see what your future holds in store
Your parents said you should
Your ancestors said it to your parents
Should was that first pointed finger you saw
Pointed right in your face
When you played in the sand box
And balanced on the teeter-totter
Then off to school you went
to errrr, hmmmm, ahem
supposedly to get edjamacated
And your teachers saw your test scores
And they sad,” Be a doctor, lawyer,and an Indian chief.”
Low test scores only meant one thing:
You’d be sent to the fields,factories or houses of slaughter.
Should is that pesky voice inside our heads
We heard it in our college years
There went the dreaming we did as a child
Our dreams soon were replaced by lies,doubt and fears
In college,should soon became our master
If you’re lucky enough to have by-passed college
You still hear,”You shoulda gone to college to make money faster.”
Try not to become that voice
Should looks for that vehicle
It wants to use you
To bind others up
Free yourself from should
How? You maybe asking
Tell it to hush
By living your dreams
Following your heart
No matter how loud should screams
Don’t pay it no mind
Should shuts the hell up
When you follow your heart
Should shuts the hell up
When you’re 100% YOU
Should hates it when
You embrace your own destiny
And forge your own path
Now, repeat after me,” I SHALL NOT SHOULD ON MYSELF!”
-EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013
Busy Mind #24
Comes Divine Intervention
Music
Silence
Mutability
Living
The road less traveled
Took me to a beach at night
Money isn’t everything
Music
Silence
Mutability
Living
Dissatisfied genius
Like a bird in a cage
Whose song has ceased
Strange inventions
Act I- Birth
Act II-Childhood
Act III- Adulthood
Act IV- Death
Music
Silence
Mutability
Living
The awful night thunders of revenge
Going for a walk
I’m going home
Dissatisfied genius
Strange inventions
I’m not alone here
From way up above
Comes divine intervention.
EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013
Busy Mind # 15
The preacher’s daughter
Quasi perfection
Like a Marlon Brando movie
Something forbidden
A short ride
Ten miles out
He rode away
Leaving Chloe there-hurting,scared and ashamed
The product of unspoken pain
No money to feed another
Chloe wished to die
Tainted child-product of an evil act
Was Chloe a monster?
Her bottomless grief-a maelstrom of darkness
The pages fell shut
What time was it?
Time to go back
No more family secrets.
Eva Santiago copyright 2013
Altered Book: Family Secrets/Cheryl Zach
BUSY MIND #2
IN PLAIN SIGHT
She met the curse of her lover’s eye. That day she’d never forget. Magdalena went from feeling safe in Pablo’s embrace to sleeping in the enemy’s arms. A chill pierced her being and she was heart-broken. Magdalena never knew love could crush with such an indomitable force. Once Pablo’s gaze melted her as gold in a furnace; now his eyes caused her to want to flee to the remotest part of the universe , as far away from his hateful, scornful glare. Magdalena knew things would never be the same since she saw his hatred for her there, in plain sight.
EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013
Busy Mind #1
Today I will begin a series of posts that will reflect what I’ve been going through lately. Seasons come and go in our lives and we must embrace them all or be miserable. I always write, however I am not always working on my next best short story or poem. During those times I find myself also reading and studying; which make up a part of a writer’s life. When I am not doing the aforementioned, I am LIVING LIFE! I hope you enjoy this new series and write me because feed back from my wonderful readers makes my day!
LLUVIA RAINS
Lluvia de esperanza rain on this heart
Un dia todo adolorido
Today it’s whole again
Raindrop
Raindropsfallingdownonher
Maskingthetearsherheartsheds
One drop…one tear
Raindrops from a fearful heart
EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013
April is National Poetry Month: Day 21
Today’s selection is from my favorite poem that I read when I was in high school; The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. I had to post a video because this poem is best when read out loud. Enjoy your Sunday…Love your life!!!
April is National Poetry Month: Day 14
MASQUERADE BALL
A man with everything
Always lacks some one
Don’t let ’em fool ya
People who brag about being some one-
Are usually no one
People who think themselves poor
Are actually quite rich
People who think they’ve arrived
Usually have a gazillion miles to go
People who think they shine
Are actually a galore of bore
People who think they’re hot
Are truly not
People who think too much
Do the thinking of the ones who don’t
People who think they are blind,
can actually see..if they so choose to.
People who claim they can’t hear-
Hear more than they let on
People who think themselves puny-
are usually the hidden giants among us.
People who think they’ve nothing to say-
Are the ones you wish would stay
People who think themselves mighty
Should see themselves first as lowly
People who think themselves dull
Are actually great beacons of light,
leading ships into harbor
that have lost all their sight.
People who think themselves wise
Are usually the ones who fall for all their lies
Don’t judge a book by its cover?
Yeah, don’t be too quick to judge a man
Sit still in his presence
Soon you’ll see his true lover.
EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013