The Wine Made Me Do It

Tears of joy

That toy with the flesh

And put to rest

The notion of

Who is blessed.

But such triumph of

Transformation

Transforms

My station of being.

Such station

Equates to reasoning

Far beyond the wrong

That has been inflicted by the

Ping-pong game of

Sing-song strings.

But the truth lies in front

Of a growth

That has been stunt

Ed.

It’s all attached

And there is no wrachet

That can pry it’s

Deadly claws from

The spine.

A lot of that discussion

Of growth

Sits in the pocket

Of certain precussion’s

Points of view.

Eclipse Avoided

Eclipse Avoided

Sick Shades of Stylistic

License has a structured

Destruction

Against human nature.

Where’s the sun,

You know the one that used

To shine before the fifty sh……

Earlier mentioned blinders

Came into mind.

Or Reminders of the future

Because such reflects

The past.

And visitation is not

Sanctioned by the irrigation

System the press has in place.

Or is the disgrace

Perpetuated by the

Money machine

That turns our nation’s attention

To the bling bling

Pinky ring wearing

Hoe directing pimps

Who dress in 3 piece suits

Redirecting perceptions from

The simple truth to what

They want us to see.

Please reach deeper

Please see deeper

Don’t be afraid to leap

Don’t allow non-conformance

To condemn you for being the speaker.

Speaker or speaking

What you see with your

Eyes and not

With your hands

Is never a problem

It’s an endeavor to announce your truth

To the world

And that is the most

Honest act

You could ever embrace.

My Current Thoughts

My Current Thoughts

With such Battles

I feel as if fear keeps

One from picking sides.

It becomes so 50/50

And my question is

Who can wade through the

Grey Area.

That is what life is about.

And no one has found the recipe

For life.

We are a side picking generation

Without the maturation

Of understanding

That it’s not that easy.

But Understanding difference

Is easier then you think.

Its about not following suit

With everyone’s judgements

But forming your own opinions.  

  

Ready or not

Here I come, come

And come again

Into the light

The bright friend

Who has tried to position

Itself on a the right path

And oh how I’ve stumbled

And caught the world wrath.

But I press on

Or press play on recorded

Messages 

I locked away in my minds

Vault.

So on this first day

Who do I allow to pour salt

In this wound of mind?

Knowing the need for change

Is not the same as excepting it.

Like walking when you need to sit.

Age is the key,

Which coaxes me to ponder on

The voice of my father as he preached to me.

The recording

Now

Allows itself to surface

And the words are finally spoken.

“You think you have the world

In the palm of your Hand,

But its bigger.

And God is Bigger than the world.”

So where am I positioned in this Great master-plan?

I hear but not find a place

Because I’m not the normal fan.

Which is okay

For my words still have the power to play

Melodies from Heaven

In ears.

Through your own voice

Throughout our years.

   Fear is still apparent in

Every corner of the mind

But recognizing this

I refuse to allow that nerve on my spine to

Hinder my growth.

And don’t go working it.

It’s so funny

How money plays

An intergral part in your

Development.

Something man-made

In its world-wide span

Has the ability to persuade

Your life’s movements.

Hilarious.

But also bullshit.

Don’t you know

That your mental subscriptions

Allows for worldly descriptions

To seep through and determine

What you are destined.

So

Stop scape-goating

It does nothing

Except amplify what’s in front

Of you.

Please

Find a way

To build a bridge

Over it.

My Sister

All I hear is

talk talk talk

and the fault lies with

myself

for the simple fact that
the conclusion,

I never dealt,

at least

from the cards given to me.

It's like no matter

what comes into my peripheral

the shit doesn't matter

for my center is off.

My foundation is

like a quick sand

although I falsely try to

mimick the face of strength,

it lies far from current truths.

she died

She Died

SHE DIED.

under a armor of self

analyzing everything that

I truly affected,

She was one that got under my skin.

My love

who had so much love to give

and the heart to forgive

the trespasses

from people who should have been

closer to her heart.

My Sister,

my only sister

younger than

but wiser than

the masses.

Doubt is only found in

celebrating such a loss,

deriving only

in the corners of ones mind

in her soft

SOFT

voice.

"Boy, whats wrong with you,

you know our understanding,

we allowed each other

to be who we are

without the overwhelming

influence of family,

that's why we touch people,

we support each other, stop dwelling."

I now hear those words and realize

that kindred souls,

whether family or not

speak to one another,

and all you have to do is listen and your foundation will become apparent.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

Family, please don't read too much into this. I'm just thinking out-loud, and you know me. But if you do decide to go there and read this, I'm open to whatever you want to discuss regarding this entry.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

Really, what the fuck is on my mind

It seems that time

Is running thin and my twin

Has nothing to say.

OR DOPPLEGANGER.

For the fangs of such has not sucked enough blood.

It's Bloodtose intolerant.

like Lactose

without the messy DNA.

I guess too much blood makes it sick

But not in the

Traditional way.

Sick to their stomachs

In the way that any human being would be

Regarding the segregation of any human
into a group and casting judgements.

My Fathers is a preacher,

So judgements are something

That allows for one’s survival.

Thank God for a father that

Understood that although we all judge,

Understanding the difference

Between what we are taught to question

And actually seeing with one’s eyes,

Hearing with one’s ears,

And feeling with one’s touch

Will get us as a society

To 50 percent of our goal.

The other 50%

Is found in faith.

So save your questions

Unless you know 100%

Of everything.

Which means you have 100%

Access to your brain.

BECAUSE YOU KNOW EVERYTHING.

BUT NO ONE DOES, SO NO ONE CAN.

IF ITS POSSIBLE,

PLEASE, CAST THE FIRST STONE.

The First day of the Year 2012

The First day of the Year 2012

Ready or not

Here I come, come

And come again

Into the light

The bright friend

Who has tried to position

Itself on a the right path

And oh, how I’ve stumbled,

And caught the world wrath.

But I press on

Or press play on recorded

Messages I locked away in my minds

Vault.

So on this first day

Who do I allow to pour salt

In this wound of mine?

Knowing the need for change

Is not the same as excepting it.

Like pacing when you should sit.

Or swallowing judgment

When you should spit,

Age is what seems to be the key,

A factor that coaxes me to ponder on

The voice of my father as he teached.

A recording

Now

Allows itself to surface

And the words are finally spoken.

“You think you have the world

In the palm of your Hand,

But it’s bigger.

And God is Bigger than the world.”

So where am I positioned in this Great master-plan?

I hear but not find a place

Because I’m not the normal fan.

But this is okay

For my words still have the power to play

Melodies from Heaven

In your ears,

Through your own voice

Throughout our years.

Fear is still apparent in

Every corner of the mind

But recognizing this

I refuse to allow that nerve on my spine

To Hinder growth.

I am ready,

Ready to not come

And be where you want me to be

But to land

Where it best suits me.

By another Poet Elias Tañedo Manzur

I live in a "world" that judges the color of a teachers skin

why can we not look past,

or simply discard the being and find the true word(s)

we make rich and famous the drunken idiot jester in a attempt to find,

a king we kill in the alley way with our ignorance knife,

we stab thinking (over comb,laugh)stab (over comb, laugh) stab,

and we over comb .... nothing,

we see the shore and swim to get closer in another failed attempt at success....

dumb be praised,

smart be bitten,torn,shoved aside!

me and what came to pass in my mind after reading what you wrote!