Forever 

I have planted you

In every place I’ve gone 

In hopes you blossom 

Be it in another’s earth 

To have held you close 

A memory for lifetimes to come 

Fill up every void 

Defining love and loss 

Birth and death 

Blurring lines in its disobedience 

Lawless in action 

Wanton spirit to explain 

How we did hold the sun and moon 

When our embrace created breath 

I still inhale you 

Envious the rose became 

Interchangeable 

All the same 

Buried you in the air I breathe 

This is how I’ve set you apart 

Forever 

Remnants 

I can smile

And know

That yes there was a moment 

When our hands binded as one

And the fragrance of breeze 

Made fantasy actual 

There wasn’t any need 

For sustenance as food 

As we existed from loves nectar

It was there 

I vowed protector 

And as it were 

Through the years 

Emptied from such duty 

Only did a shell remain  

And what was love

Withered in dust 

It is said 

It’s better to have loved 

Than to never have loved before 

I evoke curses upon 

The barer of such a scourge 

That with its departure 

Left remnants of a heart 

When I Die

I want the clouds to cry for days on end

Where visions of Noah come to mind

And Paul laments my sufferings on Earth

I want Solomon to await conversations on it all

Pausing as Ables blood whispers in my ear

As the watchers guide me towards Cain

So that he can explain death in all its gore 

Maybe Adam will change up his animal garments 

The ones Eve sewed for him so lovingly 

I want to bring forth tablets to inscribe 

Along with Moses

Gaze at the golden calf being worshipped 

While Jesus ascends 

And Lucifer tugs at his robe 

I’ll take pictures alongside them all

And pray they make it on social media 

As proof that Muhammad is indeed familia 

As they meditate with Siddhartha

And dance with Shango

Pay tolls to Eleggua 

For safe passage

Where I cast Opuele with Orunmilla 

Yes let the heavens cry to disguise the elation

Of true elevation 

When I die   
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God

I stood filthy yet clean 

Thinking water could erase

Rags shining like suits

Oh how I skillfully clothed my sin

Disgust painted over with a smile

I played the game in haste

Pride burying self

Leaving remnants of what has been

I now seek that which is true

With vigor and zeal

Guilty as I am before you

On my knees I do plead

As I give up this world

And all its appeal

I surrender all to you

Trusting forevermore in your lead

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The Errors of my Way

Not going to speak of motivation

Or being in tuned with spirit

Won’t assert my own personal beliefs

Because I may feel owner of truth 

Will not cleverly decipher my childhood

And adult years 

And spew it on some rhetorical rant

Of now knowing better

That I’ve somehow figured it out

Or that divinely inspired 

I’ve spoken out words of awakening

No I dare not partake 

Of such false imagery 

Only to capture the attention of you

I’d rather digest my failures

Into essays

Formulated from my tears

Spouting into capsules of reality

That yes I have wronged a multitude 

Of past lovers and friends

Have used them as a means to an end 

Where human and sub human exist 

Lest not forget 

Cursed as I am

I bleed from self inflicted penance 

Yet you’ll never attest to this

Viciously astute I do hide well

Behind an erected stature 

With no chip left on shoulder 

I seek repentance 

From thee

From myself 

And What I’ve yet to do to you

From the errors of my way