Viva!

A poem from my new book, and very fitting for what’s going on…. For all you so called “Revolutionists”! 

Viva! 
Viva la revolucion ! 

But only after the hours of 9 to 5 

Down with the corrupt Crooked politicians 

Just don’t touch my Chase bank account 

Kill the unrighteous The Sinners and the vile Um, because my sin is different .. Yeah 

God is with me As I sin all week and go to church every other Sunday 

The world should follow the works of God 

Yet I can’t recite a verse myself… Yeah… 

And El jefe at my job He’s the worst, an idiota But can you please approve my vacation days boss…. Mighty obliged sir… 

Amerikkka are hypocrites! I hate this land!!!! As I put a down payment of 30% for my new house in Babylon NY Cause you know The blanquitos there take care of there shit… Yeah they hate me though… Pero you know… Blah blah… 

My Island should rise up and fight for its independence!!!! Que viva Puerto Rico!!!! Yeah…. But I’ll sit in my back yard Sipping iced tea Watching Los Mets y Los Yankees 

I’ll have my fist raised high though… Best believe that! I’ll even place the flag on my Chevy…. For a few weeks only of course Don’t want O’Hara To give me another ticket Pero yeah! 

Viva la………………… la…………………
copyright ©Axel Garcia

Show Me

While I’m alive 

Don’t bother with flowers at my grave 

Nor sing a song of brotherhood 

To my memory 

When I’m long and gone

Rejoice in today 

When I’m still here 

Tomorrow can be so unkind 

Think of me dead now

And relish in finding me breathing 

Throw your arms

Around me 

And embrace me like found gold 

For the eternal sleep 

Beckons with ruthless abandon 

Raise your cups 

And salute what we hold this minute 

Do not waste another second 

Tell me

You do love me

Before the words fall on deaf ears 

And the sound of my voice is no more 

Show me

In Memory

 I often dream about you

Reimagined pictures of us

Where it all turns out fine

And what we held 

Didn’t become hate 

I can almost feel

The texture of your hands

Upon mine

Growing old throughout the years 

How we would’ve proven

The world wrong about our love 

But oh 

This bitter reality 

How it always renders my passion wrong 

And proves itself right again and again 

I still snatch a moment or two

Away from its potent grip 

In memory of us

In memory of you 

Since You

My heart is yours

It has no use without you around anymore 

Please take it

These eyes are for you

As I do not wish to see anything but thee

Nothing else matters

I am just a void now

Empty

Shallow breaths barely filling my lungs

Air has no use

And only prolongs my being 

I sleep awaiting forever

Only to open eyes

To brighter sunlight 

I do not seek to darken the sky

For it still illuminates your world 

Wherever that may be

Be it the next town 

Or a million miles from me 

Take my sense of touch away

I have no purpose but to remember 

That feel of your skin 

I am comforted with this knowledge

Sacrifice what’s left of me 

To dirt or ash 

Coffin or urn 

Washed away in waters deep

Or flames to burn 

Let them preserve a locket

For you to carry

Or throw away 

There is nothing 

Since you 

Lost

I have searched for you

In the darkness of my soul

Feeding it’s hue words and ritual

Movements memorized

Til the hurt in my bones 

Was no more

Pronunciations perfected

So that my very tongue 

Won’t lie on that sacred day

Witnesses are the winds, and trees

As to all that I proclaim 

I awaken

Within this dream

Once more 

Hoping I’d travelled over 

To you

So much that the “Good” in morning

Ceased to be

And acceptance is, all there is 

My knees no longer can withstand

The weight of proving 

Of hoping

And believing 

I have only breath

Left

This is my testimony 

Being illuminated in the illusive 

Where inhalation 

Closes my eyes

And exhalation loosens 

The burden 

I am surely lost

And in you 

Found 

She Told Me

She told me I was too clever for my own good

That my seductive words couldn’t thaw the ice that built around her heart

You see this just made me want to try harder

Cause I was never one to quit so easily 

Hard to get wasn’t an option here

And a savior surely wasn’t what she needed

She was looking for that man

You know the ones she was promised in childhood tales

Valiant and chivalrous

Old fashioned yet modern in his ways

One with insight enough to see royalty

When he gazed upon her

She was an entire empire

Rolled up into feminine 

Pumped up my adrenaline

To set forth my efforts more vigilantly

Till finally she paused and said

 With the shrug of her shoulder

“We’ll see”…. 

Left me smiling as she walked away from me
copyright ©Axel Garcia