Dulzura de Sangre
Have your cake and eat it too
Until you blue with frosting
Dripping off face and windshield
Tell us how the wind feels like
Broken sky
Unify past present and future
Take a few moments to gather
Yourself and get in proper position
Each confession more
Painful and stressful than
Previous paragraph
Pass through so many clouds
Life was constantly overcast
Storm significant
How small are you next to a stoic century
How times have made man
Which man made time
Enough for you to visit
Invisible yous huddled low
Frantically burning at the end
Of the bench after practicing dribbling
Don’t ever feel mediocre
Look out for rainbow sprinkles
Dancing over your memories
Heard the trees sing all day
With the seasons’ shift in the air
Walked around myself
Because time travel is never easy
Actually I did plenty
Remember every snow shower
And thunder up and down the Lane
Almost a Bronx River
But no Johnny pump could produce
This deluge cutting
Down all the original foliage
Feels like there’s no place to play
Planes streak smoke
Across sharp cielo
If you fly while you stunt
Impossible to lay low
Colors will identify quickly
Better to move like a ghost
Evaporate swiftly
Squirrels forcing you back on point
Harder to remember your path
See young ones forgetting todays lessons
Faster than you could speak
So confused hesitate before they reach
Even to eat next meal
May not be promised
Hungry not too much
Leave some room for knowledge
Courage to share with confident others
Only sense hatred with sisters and brothers
There I am right in the middle
Trying to break up an everlasting fight
I tell them to find your voice
However scared they are
And scream as loud as you can
Learn your words
And just dive into that cold pool
Splish splash
Next cry for air in deep water
In the game movements
Must be precise enough
For you to score safely
Without any verbal crutch
Or emotional hiccups
Internal pursuit of hidden language
Mixed with everyday panic
Making harassment regular
Another competitor
Throwing soul through microphone
To let the world understand his depression
Throwing peanuts
At the sad elephant
Tragic clown
Don’t pass down any of your anguish
Hope next generation
Will never be troubled
I started writing
In front of two way
Truthful peacock mirror
Allowing you to see a future
Couldn’t be any clearer
Except blink
Fast forward
Right here
Tomorrow nearer
