I Pray For You

I pray for you, I do
As I let you go
For these chains built around my wrists squeezed so hard that it became veins
The ones that pumped life into its dysfunction
To the point of consumption
I gasped for air when I pulled you off
Umbilical like you clung for life
And I fed its survival
Til the blood that trickled down my fists blended with the flush on my face
How I pray to erase the memory
The sickening punch in my gut
That hunches my back forward
I still pray for you, I do
That the madness subsides in your mental
Think of what we had as experimental
And scientifically give theory
To others who entertain your thoughts
Drag my name through dirts not yet walked on
And leave footprints on them to recall your steps
Because this road you’ve travelled many times
And shall again… And again
Still I pray for you, I do
No need to delve in the voodoo
No animals to bleed on my altar
I was the sacrifice
I bore your punishment
Crucified I still pray for you, I do
That you may find a semblance of peace…
Not just a piece, the way you seek
Maybe I’ll pray for him
The one who falls victim
To your every whim
Nonetheless
I pray for you… I do….

copyright ©Axel Garcia

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2015

The last two years have truly been filled with loss and gains. Above all I miss you pop, may you be resting at the side of the Almighty. And this year didn’t want to let go until it hit me with flu like symptoms and a sinus infection… But I am here with arms wide open saying, Bring on a new year, a new life, and greater things to come. 2015 here I come, watch out now!!!!

Rise

For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son
Whether truth or conundrum
I am left in awe of this vision
You see she has taught me the meaning of love
With every tear I cried
With all its sweet suffering
I sacrificed my body for this
I bled the dust from which I was created
To appease your appetite
And yet she turned it around
And said it wasn’t enough
Empty I stood at her door
With the garbage bags that rival santas gifts
I have nothing more to give
This well of plenty dried up
And now seeks new holes to dig
Let me start this quest to bleed again
And carry crosses for the next
For the lamb I am
Bury me and I to shall rise
I to shall rise…

copyright ©Axel Garcia