lunes, 23 de junio de 2008

abhor

abhor my fantasies
´cause they clamor your sensuality.
abhor my instincts
´cause they desire your sexuality.
abhor my thoughts
´cause on them, lives your verity.

lunes, 9 de junio de 2008

brothers and sisters

why do we have to pay price of violence with blood?
amid heaven and earth violence shall reign.
if i could efface the world´s agony with a smile, i would.
if i could change the hatefulness of history and build it up
again without shame...
if i could unite my race with yours like brothers,
without any kind of differences
i should fly like a free eagle in paradise; without the fear of dying
by the arm of an inhumane soul.
it really sounds impossible...
But, should I give up?
if the years are passing by full of violence, and our blood is flowing through the streets with
no fate, or no honor.
why do we kill our brother for the sake of a golden coin?
we are so proud about our technological advances when our souls are being destroyed in hell.
millions are dying wishing for crumbs of a musty bread, while
at the same time others are dying by their accursed insatiable abundance.
why are my brothers fighting among them...?
...to gain the power of money, of hate.
in our minds there´s no place for goodness
we can´t erase the sorrow of our hearts; instead, we increase it
we turn around, leaving our brothers alone...
...when the desperation is gnawing his brain.
our discoveries are smashing our past, wiping out our heritage.
life is getting shorter and violence seems longer.

why do we have to pay while weeping the price of hate?
without our differences... we must join colors to cut across
racism and heal the wound of contempt
can i alone change the world when nobody wants to join in.
i´ve walked around desperate, but people seem to enjoy my
brother´s agony.
violence is contaminating my blood, destroying my senses and evaporating my hope.
children.
should we teach our children the effects of violence?
should we expose them to the martyrdom of our decadence?
why do they have to dance in our transgressions...
...because we have infected them with our mistakes,
...because we have condemned them to live under our depravation and sacrileges,
...because their fate´s are unkown.
brutality is around us. i can see it in our eyes.
day by day our lives are turning off
with no compassion, no forgiveness.

let´s begin a new world while not looking back.
sounds impossible.
should i give up...?

domingo, 8 de junio de 2008

your god

you´ll be cursing the day you were born.
and you´ll supplicate to me,
because i´ll your god...
a god that abhors you... but, did love you.
did love you as nobody have done it before.
that love you and was willing to die for you.
but now, is hating you, with no measure, with no pity.
i´ll wreck your existence with no compassion.
i want to see you crying bloody tears.
I want to transform your so-called-life in dismay.
i´ll catch you in my hands
to annihilate your soul, to spread your spirit in hell.

forever ever you´ll suffer
my sight will fulminate you with no remorse
your life, I´ll dominate it at my way...

i hate you, your god is hating you
filthy animal
your god is hating you.

sábado, 7 de junio de 2008

olvidarte

escondido entre los murmullos del mundo,
¿qué pasó con mi libertad?
la canción que hacia bailar a mi corazón
se esparció entre la desolación.
los días se han desvanecido de mi tiempo,
los recuerdos embargan mis perspectivas
llenando de llanto la embarcación de mi falsa felicidad,
la oscuridad llena de brisas que resuenan en mi pasión de seda.
mi sensatez se entrelaza con la violencia de mi locura.

quisiera despegar, subir por las cumbres que ayer escalé.
sé que estoy solo,
en el abismo con los brazos extendidos,
soñando en los cuatro vientos.
con deseos de volver y probar tus besos.

cosas que tengo que olvidar.
me pierdo en mis noches de penumbras,
sintiendo por un momento que mi libertad regresa a mi, soñándole,
destruyendo las estrellas de mi universo, evaporando los planetas.

sufriré, se que sufriré en el calvario que aniquila mi vida.
muriendo mientras te olvido.
y, sin embargo,
presiento que moriré
pero no te olvidare.