Tag: Salsa! The Taste of Life

A WORLD OBSCENE

A WORLD OBSCENE

A world obscene

Is this what they get from us?

Where wrong is right

And right is wrong

Ever since the lines got blurred

And our cosmic speech became slurred

A world obscene

Is that what we’re leaving them?

Can we fix it?

Do we dare try?

Do we even want to?

Or are we too busy passing the collection plate

Hoping against hope

Religion wins their precious souls

We must step up!

Own what we’ve done

Let’s begin by admitting we didn’t care

As much as we were supposed to

Let’s create for them a new scene

I beg of you

Let’s not leave them a world undone

Let’s not leave them a world obscene.

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2015

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Love Requires Relationship

Love Requires Relationship

How love dies:

When selfishness stabs it repeatedly

When betrayal bares ugly baby twins: Fear and Doubt

When truth is incessantly violated by a violent violator

Lies kill love quicker than Jaws devoured  the flesh of a hundred victims

Crooked hearts fuck up tender hearts

Everything must die for anything to matter

And thus, lost love is found

Better to have been found than to stay perpetually lost

Independence kills love;

Love dies at the hand of lovers committing a million acts of independence

Love requires relationship:

To deny love of such, is to put your lover’s soul into an eternal state of spiritual anorexia

Love dies from careless lies whispered in the dark

Love dies when you unravel its mystery…

EVA SANTIAGO COPYRIGHT 2015

LIGHT BEINGS

LIGHT BEINGS

She’s the pebble that reflects the sun’s warm rays

She’s the paper he jots down all of his pent up frustrations upon

She’s the pen through which all of his hazy dreams ooze unto the blank lines of his journal

She’s the cracked pavement, a stage his shadow dances on, proving he is a being of light

He’s the wind who caresses the chimes, so her soul can sing when under duress

He’s the ray of light that escapes her heavily draped windows on the darkest, coldest of nights

He’s the anchor that grounds her storm tossed soul, keeping her from shipwreck

They’re each other’s: Pebble

Paper

Pen

Cracked pavement

Chime

Ray of light

Anchor

Together they ride the turbulent ocean waves

They are each other’s life raft, life saver, light house and final destination

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2015