Scripture 

Tell me

You’ll pray with me

That God will be first in all we do

And when you see me on my knees

Thankful in tears 

That you’ll join beside me

Bow your head as I do 

Whisper sweet nothings 

In my creators ears

Where it becomes everything 

And from there

Our love can blossom 

With the promise of today

Tomorrow 

What was 

washed away

As his hands touch ours 

This will be our courting season 

Not Netflix and chill 

But Scripture and prayers 

Tell me this is you

And every mistake before you

Shall be erased 

Tell me 

My Testimony 

Today I confess, because it’s weighing on my heart. I’ve lived a life of sin, blind to how it affected those around me. Selfishly divulging in this worlds pitfalls. I followed false doctrines, false leaders who glorified Ego and not God. Arrogance controlled my ways, knowledge calloused my thoughts, and anger ruled over so much of me. I detached myself from loved ones, made people who loved me cry with hurt. I’ve used words to belittle, to cause tears. I searched for reasons and excuses in the teachings of man to cover up my errors. I’ve lied, I’ve used Gods name in vain. I worshiped creation and not its creator. I fell empty on my knees and wished for death over and over. And I’m here to tell you God is real, and his love redeemed my sins even before I committed them. What a love this is! He came down as man to walk among us, and left us his Holy Spirit to guide us. Jesus I am not worthy, but in his eyes I was, am and will forever be! I now know that every wall, every tear, every heartbreak was brining me closer to you. How foolish I was thinking and believing I could handle it all. There’s power and truth in your name, in your promise to us, in your sacrifice for us! Whatever may come I am ready, in your most holy and precious name! I believe! I trust! I thank you! Amen! 

Redeemed 

There is no religion

Words and dogmas will always fall short 

Books can be burned

Erased

Used for selfish gain

Rituals designed by he who holds authority 

Only disguise your lack of knowledge 

No need to chant incessant sounds

Nor prostrate into various forms

Repeating syllables over and over won’t do

Even music falls short 

I can sing forever 

And dance in place

All this just a work out of the body

Can bleed out animal after animal 

On hand made idols 

Babble language, speak in tongues 

It all fails 

Before the one who gave it all 

Neither Church walls

Nor Mosque floors 

Monk postures 

Will suffice 

All that we can build crumbles 

All that we own isn’t ours 

When 10 out of 10 people die 

There’s only one escape 

One promise

Of which none other can make 

No other dogma can assure 

I will put my trust in him

Who gave to me and didn’t demand in return

For he loves me so 

Let all those around me depart 

Let them think me crazy 

Talk about me behind my back

It never stopped you before

I have hope in him 

When the darkness of life beckons you

Where will your hope be in?

Who will be your advocate?

I now have mine

For I stand redeemed in his blood 

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 

Full Circle

I found a space 

Between the in and out

Restriction holding no obligation 

Where I could finally lay my anguish

There and only there I’m to know 

Rest once more 

Evading Mara 

The tempter iblis 

The armies of destitution 

I shall recover what was lost 

Coming full circle 

Facing myself 

Clutching dark 

To discover light 

Discerning this moment from that juncture 

Setting free it’s cause and effect 

And finding deliverance 

Breaking the stronghold 

Of disillusion 

I will form a treaty 

Within Ego and heaven 

It is there that I will treasure me 

Anew 

Separate from all I know and knew 

In between every breath

I found a space 

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…………………
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