SOLITUDE

It was in the big opera house where I realized
How big everything was, what a spectacle
Laughs, applauses, muffled sounds that night
Foreign sounds, incomprehensible
And it was me, right there in the middle
looking around at the surrounding souls
Faces without expressions
Were they happy? Were they laughing? Why?
All eyes pointing toward an empty performance
Who was there? What were they doing?
Soft light from a monstrous spider
Hanging from a ceiling painted in gold
What were those strange figures doing up there?
It’s getting cold
One by one they make their way out
Where are they going? Why are they living?
The show is not over, I don’t want it to be
I have seen nothing, it’s not fair
What has just happened?
Give me my money back!
But I can’t speak, anyway
There is a thick rope falling from up there
It is trapping me by the neck and pulling upwards
The metallic spider is moving now, it’s alive
It is trying to strangle me very fast
I do not resist, everybody’s gone now
An empty stage, an empty theater
And I’m ready to die.

VERY DIFFERENT/HATEFUL CREATURES OF THE DARK

They are different
Not just fearless, but in rage
Not just outspoken, but disrespectful
Not just unloving, but hateful
Hateful creatures of the dark

They are different
Closed-minded in a mini-gadget world
Vulgar ignorants of their own heritage
Despicable animals without any manners or taste
Creators of a jungle as grey as their soul
Sad members of a decadent society
Vile parasites destroying a pure core
Hateful creatures in the dark

They are different
Irreversible in history, it hurts to look back
Incapable of creating a better life
They have decided to eliminate what is good and real
Convinced in burning what was once called love
Hateful creatures in the dark

Yes, they are different
They are very different.

IT’S ONLY A TREE

It is just a tree
It doesn’t matter that it takes me back in time
When as a kid my father opened that door
Coming back from Grandma’s house
It was snow white but with new bright colors
Inviting a party in the living-room.
It is just a tree
It doesn’t matter that it was very absent
For a bunch of years, maybe more
Everywhere in the city there was one for me to remember
All the things that they meant for everybody else.
The one who postponed those happy feelings
Because I just thought it was just a tree
The one that was there when I was very empty
No matter how beautiful, how colorful it was
It was just too painful to watch and to live around it
When he packed and moved far, far away.
It is just a tree
Now more than forever
My life is so big that I can hardly see
One more ornament I can get every year
To celebrate and be thankful for what I have and can be
But it’s only a tree.

GOLDEN CAGE WIDE OPEN

I just opened the cage and waited
It won’t fly out right away
It will turn once and once again until finding
Freedom is a choice that has to be made.

I just opened the cage and waited
It won’t fly out right away
Delicate young feathers, you can make it
I trust your judgment without despair.

I just opened the cage and waited
It won’t fly out right away
With tearing eyes that show just fear
Freedom can be painful, I know that well.

I just opened the cage and waited
It won’t fly out right away
It will take sometime but finally leaving
Leaving me staring to an empty cage.

LOSING MY RIGHTS

If I lose my right to walk freely
I will always have you to take me and go
If I lose my right to fly
I will always have you to levitate me in heaven.

If I lose my right to create
I will always have your hand to express my feelings
If I lose my right to dream
I will always close my eyes knowing you’re there.

But if I loose my right to love you
To walk hand in hand with you
To fly straight into your arms
To write about my feelings for you . . .
It won’t make sense to keep on going
I must sink myself into the abyss
Of having nothing else to say
Nothing more to dream
Because I will know then that for me
You won’t be there anymore.

WHITE AND POWERFUL

Powerful and white
white and still powerful
Years I’ve spent under your domain
Fat or skinny still white still powerful
Ruling my life for years now and more to come
Sour, I don’t know I can’t taste you
I still swallow your being for you to perform
Just ignoring your poison and taking what it’s worth
To keep me alive, to keep me going
To keep controlling how I live
Powerful and white
I can’t let you go
It will kill me If I abandon you
You will poison me if I don’t
How white can be so black
And still light my black tunnel
I live because of you
I survived because of both of you
I wen’t broke because you’re breaking me
and still it is my choice, white and still powerful
To decide if one day
I just should let you go.

SIDE BY SIDE

I want to stop time and wait
Wait for you to get me when you’re older
Then tell me what have you done
All these years without me
Who was nice and who wasn’t
If your heart ever felt broke
Or you lived the happy ever after
I want you to tell me if you remember
That older man that one day I was
Feeling an incomprehensible love
And calling you my Prince of Persia
Before you let go
I want you to tell me if you remember
Holding hands walking at the beach
The first smile, the first tear
The first hug at the airport
I want to stop time and wait for you
I do not want to grow older anymore
I want to stay still while time passes by
I want to see approaching the man one day you will be
With all the silver-gain with your efforts
Your success your accomplishments and still full of life
I want to meet you at the prime of time
And the silver shall become the gold of our golden years
And we will walk together holding hands again
You and me, side by side.

OLD MIRROR

Fifty ugly spots in the mirror
Mediocre old crystal with the cracks of time
I don’t recognize what’s within your frame anymore
A strange aged figure who looks back at me
Destroyed presence who only shows the hours
Mirror old mirror, who was the most beautiful of all?
The stain of the years have shattered your figure
Leaving not sparkle left from your far gone youth
Little by little your image is fading
The image you’re showing me is not alive anymore.

TIME TO KILL

Don’t tell me you have time to kill
When you have time to murder
Murder the opportunity to learn
To love what’s alive around you
To experience life at its fullest
Please, don’t tell me you’re bored
When you’re missing the joy of being alive
The sounds, colors, smells and flavors
Humanity and its craziness that keeps running to nowhere
Laughing at the ugliness of what it has created
Don’t waste your time complaining that you have nothing better to do
Your life is short, as short as any
Late will be the day when you finally realize
That you have murdered your chance to learn
When you run out of time to love what surrounds you
Experience life at its fullest
The simplicity in the joy of being alive
Sounds, colors, smells and flavors
When you find yourself running to nowhere
Laughing also at the ugliness you have developed
Because you found nothing better to do
During your life that was as short as any other.

MY LOVE IS BIG

My love is big
Like closing my eyes and seeing you for the very first time again
I don’t remember what you wore
I don’t even remember what you said
But I will always remember that look
The smile when you finally saw me in person
The sparkle in your eyes
The shiver we gave to each other when we touched
Our first kiss and those that followed
My love is big
Like when I open my mouth to say I love you
And not having enough words to say it
To express the immensity of what I feel
All the different sensations of when I’m with you or when I’m not
My love is big
Like the sea of goosebumps when I touch you or when you touch me
And it gives me the creeps when we don’t
My love is big
Like the sweetest melody when I hear your voice
When you call my name and say “I love you “
My love is big
It might take the rest of my days to express it to you to it’s fullest
To figure out how to show to you
Because I don’t find words big enough
Nor actions as big as I need them
To express what I feel
But if I run out of time
If death finds me before I complete the task
I just want you to know that I try my best
That no matter what I said and what my actions were
My love for you is there
And it always will be . . . for eternity because . . .
My love is big.

IF WE LOOK AT YOUR FACE DURING YOUR LAST SECONDS OF LIFE, YOUNG MAN

I don’t know your name
I’m sure I never will
Nor the name of those masked men who did it
When I saw your face during your last seconds alive, young man
They were hanging you in a public place
And I also saw the faces
Faces that remind me, the other faces,
Hateful faces of the ladies at the tea party
Who are planning to bring the same law that killed you to my land
From Iran to America
I saw your face during your last seconds alive, young man
With my mouth wide open my jaw fell to the floor
I felt so impotent, so incapable of doing anything, not even crying
Not for you
Not for the fourteen year olds who were also hanged not to long ago
Killed in the very same way for loving each other
And in the name of that God, Oh God,
Murders of innocence and love you’re claiming to act
Impunity around the world and in our own backyard
When the ladies at the tea party smile
Their sadist plan is about to be fulfilled
Destroying every opportunity we might have
To ensure happiness with our loved ones
It was not fear but rage
When I saw your face during your last seconds alive
But I promise you young man from Iran:
I will hold the hand of my partners until the end
I will uncover the swastika embroidered in the table cloths
I will love my love in public
I will ask for my right as a human
And I will show the picture of horror to the world
When I saw your face during your last seconds alive, young man
Because nor you, nor the teenagers deserved to die.
I will scream to change directions at once
To stop going backwards, our life is ours
I will uncover the real message of love
The Jesus that we all should be and not the one at the cross
To honor him and the rest of the prophets who die for the same cause
To learn the real and simple lesson of love
I will stop all religions that only teach us to hate
I will stop all the politicians who only want to separate us and conquer
I will stop the madness and welcome a new era of love
This I promise to myself:
Every time I see your picture again,
That picture that’s engraved in my mind,
You during your last seconds, alive,
And for those teenagers who also died too young
To stop their festivity and spoil their tea
Because I don’t want to see more pictures like these
Not in Iran, not in America, not in any part of the world
This last picture of you should inspire us
Every time we look at your face during your last seconds alive, young man. . .

FIFTY

Fifty, what a number
I’m scared, a year away
Fifty, what a number
So hard to see, so hard to feel
Fifty, what a number
Then I close my eyes
Waiting for the inevitable
Wishing to defy gravity
Knowing it’s impossible
Sooner or latter it will be fifty
Fifty, what a number
No fifty kisses, no fifty roses
Not even fifty smiles, all of them leaving marks
Not even fifty cries, there were more . . . way more sad.
A life without glory, only scars
Fifty scars may be
Fifty, oh what a number
Because it is not just fifty, but my fifty
Fifty, what a number
And I’m so scared a year away.

TWENTY FOUR HOURS

Twenty four hours
Was the time between uS
End of an era beginning of anotheR
Nothing will separate us, I belong to yoU
Time to be together, no more playing solO
Young love as it is, we will create an ark as NoaH
For us to navigate a sea of love togetheR
On us the valour to love, and me and yoU
United in desire, love that never says nO
Reborn after each fight, never be ofF
Hand in hand, we will walk silentlY
Orbiting our own world lets just forgeT
Unhappy times when we decided to take actioN
Resolution to travel and become onE
Solution after we commit and voW
Twenty four hours . . . saluT.

ZOE, BEAUTIFUL CREATURE

As little as you can be
As light as a feather
Sweet like pure sugar
That hasn’t been refined
You opened your big eyes and smiled at me
Grabbing my thumb and pulling me closer to your heart
As little as you can be
As light as a feather
Fragile, tiny thing in my big arms
Still you know and trust
I will hold you with care
While I cradle you and look how you move
Those small, shaky and uncontrollable dances of yours
And I start smiling back at you
Feeling you even closer to my heart
And while I hold tight closer
I also dance to your rhythm
And think how beautiful you are
As little as you can be
And light as a feather.

FAMILY VALUES

Long gone are those years
When I thought they were wrong
When I thought I was right
Long gone the answers back
The fights and tantrums
And that teenager who was always pissed off
‘Cause nobody could understand
What he was trying to say
What he was trying to be
That same teenager now smiles back at me, sadly
How late I’ve learned what mother said was right
And father said ‘cause do what I always said
Never ever repeat what I do or have done
When was it that I got those values
Why do I cherish what I always denied
Why is it so much harder to me
That back then it was for my parents
To understand the youth of these new years
To believe that it is real when they don’t care
To see them destroy what it took me so long to build
To start over wrong into a dark future
To think they know without haven’t lived the life
To stamp a bad word without hesitation
When they refuse to even hear what I have to say
Why can’t they see they will feel like me in a near future
Opening their minds to what’s really important
Family values and family itself
When they are gone and it’s too late
It could have happened and happened earlier
Those values that we think we create
Those values older than mother Earth
Those same values that were there from the beginning
Those same values that should stay with us forever
Before its too late
Before they go away.

LIES

It doesn’t matter when
It doesn’t matter where
It doesn’t matter how
If you lie to me I will notice
If you lie to me I will remember
Getting hurt I will close my eyes and feel the pain
And I will ask a question I could never answer
Why and what was the need for it
And at the end of the road you will find out
Why lies are more hurtful than hurtful truth itself
When there’s awkward silence to avoid the fight
Let pass lie after lie and it becomes a habit
A vicious cycle impossible then to break
When you do it once you will do it again
And then without you even noticing
That will become your way of life
And then without you even noticing
Your life will only be
That little lie you thought didn’t matter
A big lie that just started a long time ago
Now it doesn’t matter when
Now it doesn’t matter where
Now it doesn’t matter how
What really matters is that I still remember
Because today it still hurts the same
Because today I still can’t answer why
Or even what was the need for it.

WHEN LOVE MATERIALIZES

There is a strange feeling when love materializes
That warm sensation of being protected
That desperate state of openness and vulnerability
That controversy of thinking the “what if’s”, the “how come”, the “why me”
There is a strange feeling when love materializes
That untouchable sensation of being in ecstasy
That uncontrollable state of mind with palpitations
That incomprehensible happiness and desire of being there, together, forever
That’s how I feel around you,
Even in those days when storms seem to want to stay
Even when you look down and walk away
Love materializes
Because hidden under my iron armor
Protected by a lion’s roar
Love is still there, installed to stay eternally
An eternity that seems unthinkable without you
Love materializes
When you look back at me
When you forgive me for my missteps
When you hold my hand to walk together
When you kiss me by surprise
And completely out of the blue
You say one more time:
I love you.

DRY

It is hard to look at
My image in the mirror
Getting dry, getting old
He’s another man and not me
I’m the kid that still thinks he can play
Have fun times with friends and laugh
Be happy with a whole life ahead
Run, dance, travel and keep moving forward
Live young, live healthy, and live well
The image in the mirror lives in hell
Decomposing time every second
Peeling his carcass rotting in pain
No, that’s not me
I’m the one who is getting younger
Committing to a full life again
Making new mistakes
Starting over backwards
Exchanging a smile for each tear
Trying new steps trying to be impressive
Jumping with happiness to a new beginning
And yet you are staring at me
You, decrepit old parchment
Who has lost the life of living in plenitude
Who is dying with envy of not being young anymore
Dry image in the mirror it is your time to die
To let me go to enjoy my new life
A life I have chosen far away from you
To be young, to be happy
To please my heart’s desires
To relinquish to my real age
And to try something new.

THAT KID

Far behind is the kid
Bright eyes always smiling
Hoping to get the most of life
Turning and turning and changing directions
Looking confused when something goes wrong
Not understanding the sense of adventure
Questioning always the meaning of life
Far behind is the boy
The one that one day will discover his body
And will hide all his feelings afraid of the truth
The one who all of a sudden will shut his smiles
The sadness invading torrential turmoil
Far behind is the young teenager
The one who walks on water
Who cries for an answer forgiveness from God
And then he resolves it is time to grow faster
The mirror reflects not that kid anymore.

THE LAST LETTER

I wrote you a letter
A letter that you will never read
it is not a good bye letter
But has all the pain I would ever feel.

I wrote you a letter
A letter of forgiveness you will never read
because you shattered my heart to pieces
And I was transformed into another being.

I wrote you a letter
Another letter you will never read
So I will remember you in the darkness
Shadows over my soul that will never leave.

I wrote you a letter
My last love letter you will never read
Because that love is gone forever
It was just a love that would never be.

LONELY DESERT

My feet sinking in the sand
The sun cooking the surface
And me, red without protection
Trying to find and end to all
Walking the desolation
The smell still intense and burning
Reflections in the liquid blind me
While the peninsula sinks without remedy
Too late to save you
Too late to save me
The opportunity of redemption was long past and gone
And when the final cloud of smoke disappears
My breath with goes with it
Leaving you alone and deserted
Surrounded by a sea of dead
Stinky human putrefaction
What have we done to you
Green peninsula of the South
How did you let it happen
Land of the first continental colony
Why did we kill you
Oh, beautiful Florida!

MAKE HIM PROUD

Make him proud
That was the call
Before he left us so young
Without giving me the opportunity
To tell him the truth
To express my real feelings
To be my real self
Because I was afraid
In denial I just survived
The solitude of my teen years
The pain of looking different
The pain of not thinking straight
The pain of faking words and actions
The pain of an unreal smile
And I kept hiding my heart
Like a face covered with scars
Running faster to fail again
Moving away to start anew
Same life, same uncovered story
Different city, same lie
And then your illness
Those last desperate days
Running back home before the inevitable
Those last unconsolable nights
Waiting for your eyes to open
Waiting to speak with you, dad
But that never happened
You closed your eyes forever
Your body had lost the battle
And I had lost my chance
You departed without knowing my secret
And inside me, something just died.

BEFORE I CLOSE MY EYES

I don’t want to close my eyes,
I want to stay awake and live what I haven’t lived
I want to go back to my youth and pick up the pieces of a broken teenager
And convince the little one that he can be happy
I want to sit again in front of my parents stereo
And listen to that record for the very first time
I want to rise on my tippy-toes to look at myself in the mirror
To get scared again thinking that image its not mine, scream and run
I want to feel free to dance in the street bring in the new year
To jump into some stranger’s track with as many friends as I had
To celebrate the victory of a national soccer team I never cared about
I want to bring food to the soldiers on that train going south
I want to again use my white beret
And walk in the march of hope in a country that was not mine
I want to be on a stage again
Be the star of that small role and enjoy that fraction of applause that was mine
I don’t want to close my eyes
I want to live again all those moments that made my life so great
The family, the friends, the lovers that are gone
The toys that I don’t have anymore
The book I couldn’t finish
The film non-produced
The trip I never made
I refuse to close my eyes too soon
I reclaim an extension of my youth
More time to remember
More time to live.

HEARTBROKEN

Like a fragile crystal vase
When shattering over marble floor
I saw my heart broken in peaces
Impossible to repair
And I looked away, trying to forgive you
Losing understanding of your tricks and ways
And I looked away, trying to forget you
But my heart was done, destroyed
When I knew you wouldn’t care
And I moved away, attempting to keep distance
Knowing my body moving, but my soul would stay
And I withdraw myself, getting far from you
But your memories kept following me
Like a ghost in the dark
And intending to live without you, I try without success
And piece by piece like my heart
I broke in an impact without repair
Like a fragile crystal vase
When shattering over marble floor.

TEARS

Why does my face get wet every time I think of you
Why when listening that sad melody the same happens
You are not here any longer
And when I close my eyes and I try to remember you
An intense pain comes up all the way to my throat
And it is so hard to swallow the lost moments
It hurts even more when I open my eyes and I don’t see you
Knowing that it will be this way for the rest of my days
Why my sight gets blurry with the past
Only mental images I keep of you
And not one photograph
And the salty water runs
My face lines get deeper
A muffled sound comes out of me
But I cover my mouth and I pretend
I pretend I can keep this inside
That nothing will come out, but it does
My face is soaked
My tears uncontainable
All those useless tears that can never bring you back.

OPEN YOUR EYES

Open your eyes like a newborn does
Discovering everything, all around us
Open your eyes and look right ahead
A brilliant future ahead of you waits
But have your eyes wide open
When stopping at the crossroads and choose wisely
Because the light expects those with open minds, move forward
Darkness will get those who refuse the knowledge, don’t stop
Open your eyes and you will see
There is no religion, no human authority
Your guide will come just from within
No sacred scripture, no eminent law
With misinterpretations to tell you no
Your are capable of all, just look up front
Open your eyes and don’t look behind
For there is the baggage and the heavy weight
Those who don’t want to understand
Humans stuck in the old ways
Believing they know what’s right and what’s wrong
Waisting your time in established rules
Don’t look back, you can’t change past nor people
But you can forge a bright future for yourself
Open your eyes and watch your sides
Be a dove, be a snake
At your right you might have some friends
Who don’t want to see you hurt
By the dark side of your enemies
But you also might have at your right
The most square minded companions
Who thinking doing good won’t liberate your soul
They will try to pick your brain
To convert you and at the end
Will you just accomplish to be one more slave
Going nowhere but in reverse
Beware of their hands
Open your eyes and watch your sides
Be a dove, be a snake
Because at your left your might have some friends
That will walk with you all the way to the end
But those who can also block your view
From what is true, from what is real
Those who converge to fight for what’s right
Using mistaken ways, decomposing souls as the go
Ignoring life’s only purpose
For which they feel aversion and displeasure
Taking you on a detour
And transform you into what you are not to be
Going nowhere but in reverse
beware of their hands, too
Open your eyes as a wise man does
Great wisdom and pure soul
Smile from ear to ear, life is short
Open your eyes and you will see
The truth is inside you
Be selective and follow your heart
Use your brain well in the interactions’ art
Open your eyes my friend and be
All paradise is right there in front of you
Your entire future for you to see.

CURVES

What’s special about your curves?
What gets into me when I see you approaching
With all your curves in harmonious movement?
I can’t stare at you
The beauty of your curves forces me to look down for a moment
Embarrassed of my own reaction
Tilting up like a photographer
Trying to focus without blinking
Searching for the right spot
There is not one I feel
My gear won’t stop and your curves accelerate me
Up even more, passing the point of no return
I can see why men get lost
You are all beauty
I can feel the softness of your curves without even touching you
Your rounds ends, your slippery corners
The more desirables angles of pleasure
And then I finally go up and see
The sculpture enhanced by the curves in the middle
Your gracious motions accentuating your sex appeal
It is why men get lost in your prairie
Intentionally trying all kinds of tricks
Trying to conquer the territory they admire and failing
And traveling your curves with their lascivious way
So brutal they might miss the next best spot
The great big curve before your hills
That amazing spot that trembles with a simple touch
That amazing spot that can make men shiver
And the softness still soft has now changed
The erect hills ahead getting higher
Softer round sweet milky curves
And your body now curves backwards with pleasure
Unveiling more curves for men to discover
And the silk over the curves sways
Side to side within a planned movement
You know what will happen
When uncovering all
So you don’t and won’t let them see
The altitude where men can’t control temptation
And lips can work marvels
More bright curves now with precise light
Seducing your prey, contouring your figure even more
Increasing the number of your curves
Allurement, incitement, glorious curves . . . all of them.

NINETEEN

And the sun will still rise on the horizon
A sunrise without you
The beginning of a new year without me
But still, if we really look . . . carefully
There we are, holding hands on your birthday
You, handsome as always
With your bright young smile, looking at me
And I will kiss you softly and caress your skin . . . 
You, my little Prince of Persia
See the golden sun and its portrait on the sand
Highs  and downs, orange and browns
No footprints ahead
Because there we go into uncharted territory
To celebrate life at its fullest
Keep smiling for me
My little prince of Persia
No matter what, I will be there
Look at that desert in front of you
A whole life unexplored
And in each grain of sand
You will find a new surprise
Touch it, and all that sand can be yours
With its warmth
With its roughness
With its ever changing dunes
With all its colors
And watch it change as the day changes
Color by color
Hour by hour
And your life will change with it
And every other birthday
Once again in its presence
Either Sahara or Florida
A desert or the beach
All that sand will still be there
All under your feet 
All for you to enjoy
And tomorrow will come
When once again 
With sand between your toes
You will remember this day
When at nineteen
And holding hands with me
We celebrated with all the joy
Your first birthday together.

HOLDING HANDS

And there we were
Walking the sunset
Sunny beach, holding hands
The breaking of the water close to our feet
The only sound we could hear
As a background of the thumping of our own old hearts
Going rhythmically in perfect harmony
Your walking getting slower, so mine
Over the years we learned to keep each other pace
We breathe deeply, feeling our wet warm hands
Pressing softly against each other
I knew you were smiling
I didn’t need to look
You know I was enjoying the moment
Like I always did over all the years together
It was the sunset, not theirs, just ours
Our bodies just precariously responding
We didn’t care
We were feeling as we felt the first time
Google-eye, falling in love
The memories were bridges and not barriers
The memories were triumphs not failures
We did learn from our mistakes, our breakdowns
We learned how to celebrate life, and there we were
Year after year and with a smile
Being thankful of life for having met
Those were odd times, but we are here
Still holding hands, still walking together
Still smiling just knowing that the other does
When each other’s presence is good enough
To keep us going through life
And do just that . . .
Smile and keep walking
Holding hands.

2012

Please God, be selective
When December comes, few days short from Jesus birthday
We know we are too many
We know we have done wrong
We know we have been destructive
But please God, be selective
Only get rid of the evil in this world
The bad of us who never cared about their neighbor
Just those between us
That won’t hesitate to kill
To carry arms where ever we go
If it wasn’t for the law that would prosecute them
Please God, only get rid of these awful ones
But also look at those who in action or desire
Envy or as a joke
Wanted valuables from their neighbors
Their brothers or any others
Include these on your list
Please God, only get rid of these awful ones
And if you look a little further
Please include those who are against America
And to be politically correct
Also those who are in their favor
And to complete the list
All those who can’t decide
Please God, only get rid of these awful ones
And talking about awfulness
Please get rid of the ugly
Those who are an insult to your creation
Please God, only get rid of these awful ones
And when you choose from all creation
Please get rid of the immoral
The abusive, the corrupt, the thieves
Those who won’t hesitate to still
Neither my writing, my music, my creation
Just for their own entertainment
Please God, only get rid of these awful ones
And get rid of the politicians
All those who won’t hesitate
To dirty their hands with illegal business
Those who lie to their countries
Just to satisfy their gluttony
Their lust, their greed
So get rid of the Republicans
The Democrats and those who seem to be in between
Please God, only get rid of these awful ones
And last but not least
Oh please God to complete your task
Get rid of all the racists in the world
And also the blacks, the reds the yellows and especially the whites
Please God, only get rid of these awful ones
And I think, after you finish with your clean up
The rest of us in your wonderful creation
Those who would last from the animal kingdom
Will take care of this world as it is supposed to be
And all can start anew.

YOUR SKIN

Goosebumps they call them
Electric reactions to my touch
Velvet that erupts with pleasure
Almost with magical sound if you could hear it
Soft, tense and flexible at once
Only one and so different
Sometimes cold, mostly warm and eventually wet
Delicious smells as I go through it
Rose, Lilies, Jasmine, Lavender . . .
And the reaction is the same
Touch it where I touch it
Caressing all over
Feeling you . . . feeling me
Letting me do it once more
Up and down all over
And the portrait is perfect, my Mona Lisa
I know your desires when you lay down and wait
For my hand to do the trick
My lips to follow suit
My tongue to finish it
I know your desires
Oh, beautiful skin of my dreams
Your contractions are a call to action
Your softness a do not stop sign
Your smells the antidote that haunted me
Bewitched I am with your charm
Your spell on me is a giant
That ties my heart to yours
Immobilizes my judgment
There is no prudence, no wisdom
I become insane with passion
And I can’t stop caressing you
Goosebumps they call them
I have no name for is your skin
That has mute my reasoning
It is your skin at my fingertips
When closing my eyes still thinking of you
I name your name
I close my eyes and I court you
And pretending you’re there
Until I fall asleep I touch with ecstacy your beautiful skin.

YOUR LIPS

I can’t resist looking at them
Perfect and sensual lines
Up and down fast curve and again
But the other way around
And if I look under they expand
Turning up on both sides
Like a happy boat full of strawberries
That sails through my heart like an arrow
And then the separation
Shiny, pure white force which devours me
Just like that, and I melt
And then they open more to me
Wet red, pink, soft, delicious
Looking at them getting closer I tremble
The excitement of their heat getting close to mine
And we look at each other
Like we haven’t seen each other before
Holding each other like the lovers we are
Caressing our sacred places, and finally
Releasing the breath that will make them feel close enough
To ignite even more the passion of our first kiss
And then I feel them for the very first time
Touching mine with such tenderness
As only love can bring
And we become glued to one another
Turning and experimenting
Feeling of each corner, each curve of passion
We decide to open our eyes
Finally separating them
Showing each one a big smile full of pleasure
Such pleasure that turns your lips even more red.

SOLDIER, BE GAY

You are the hero
You have the courage to defend your country
You responded to the call, once again
With valor you said goodbye to the loved ones
They saw you depart one more time
High hopes to see you back home soon, in no time
And then you crossed the great sea, soldier of this misfortune
To fight for what you thought was right in a strange land
You saw brothers die next to you
You tasted blood from wounded bodies screaming help
Once and again you thought what you did was right
But then it was not enough and you have to go back
Old sad scenes repeating themselves
Wide hands caressing eyes wet with pain
Weird faces with deep marks saying why
Why again, and then . . . you, still quiet, please don’t tell
With the burning desire to change it all
To scream out loud who you want to be
To get rid of the weight, your time is way over due
You don’t need to be there, somebody awaits
Tired of hate, hungry for love
One simple phrase could change it all.
You should tell, true or false
If you say you’re gay, they would let you go
Then you might have accomplished what you were there for
You decide the time when you’re ready
Do tell, they don’t need to ask
True or false to the killing machines
For whom is it more embarrassing to have you enlisted -- someone who loves
And your heart would tell you: You did it right
Say goodbye to the war, hello to love
Say: “I am gay and I am telling”
Straight, gay, be transformed
The new reality can’t hurt you more
Than covering your feeling just to make war
You know your brother, your friend will be thankful
That you, straight man, were the one to tell them all
True or false who cares anymore
If someones courage is measured for the ones they love
You have seen the horrors, heads and guns
And you felt that explosion very close
Our flag should protect you no matter what
When you’re risking all to defend our lives
You soldier, go and tell them, tell them all
Straight or gay who cares, you want to go home.

ALMOST A DREAM

My eyes very open and still
Thinking I just had a dream
And you are here nearby
Looking at me very deep inside
I hang loose in the darkness of your eyes
Caressing the freshness of your skin
Breathing the aromas of your being
And you are here nearby
Holding me tight by my heart
Taking my soul and making me live
I think it’s a dream but it’s not
And you are here nearby
When I open my eyes, there you are
With a big smile ear to ear
You are telling me all with a glance
Your heart is open wide just like mine
The silence is filled of sweet melodies
And our lives blend together year by year
And you are here nearby
My eyes are very open and still
Thinking I just had a dream
What have I done to deserve this love
What magical strings have been pulled
Who opened the window to let the sunshine in
Caress me I don’t care
You are here.

Mr. President: Fire Congress!

If we, The United States of America were a corporation, We the People, the board of directors, and the President our CEO, would have the right To tell him he has to make some cuts in the budget.

We all know, because at any given time we were there, that when that happens, the big salaried employees are very often the first to get considered for a layoff; and those employees with those big salaries who got very comfortable and work around the system just to get paid anyway, would be the first ones to go.

I propose that, as We the People, the board of directors of this country who have almost lost our voice and vote with our Senate, ask our CEO to consider the following:

That same group of worthless bureaucrats that won’t hesitate to text during meetings with our CEO’s, or to yawn and look at their watches, who wanted to go home and not be there, or not get enthusiastic enough with proposals of change just to piss off their opponents think that everything should stay as it is, at least for them to bide time just to get to the time they retire or die, or the over enthusiastic, who just wants to show support to look good in front of the CEO but whose goal is exactly the same as his opponent: THIS GROUP SHOULD GET FIRED!

That same group who supports an idea introduced by our providers (AKA lobbyists) and suddenly gets rich or become overly influential in certain areas of our economy, our development, our communications, our security, and our environment, those who seemingly support our CEO and those who don’t: THIS GROUP SHOULD GET FIRED!

That same group that during all these years have become so confident with their offices, getting there when they want, leaving when they please, do nothing in between just waiting for the next promotion (or election): THIS GROUP SHOULD GET FIRED!

See Mr CEO, if you just consider these factors and the fact that the entire SENATE would qualify for this action in one way or another: THIS GROUP SHOULD GET FIRED!

I propose that, as We the People, the board of directors of the United States of America, request our CEO, demand our CEO to fire the incompetent, the lazy, the opportunistic, those that hamper, those that hinder, we Motion for a Dismissal of the entire Congress.

To the President of these United States, Mr. Barak Obama: We demand that you fire Congress!

LAUGH OR SMILE

Laugh or smile, but don't cry
Death is a point of no return
No tears will be enough
To sprinkle the dry grass

Laugh or smile, but don't scream
frustrations are deaf and stupid
No tenor will tremble the eardrum
No soprano will break the old glass

Laugh or smile, but don't frown
disappointments will be there to stay
wrinkles will go deeper and deeper
And only age will make all vanish.

BIG DISAPPOINTMENT

What do you say
How do you do
When did you notice
A big disappointment

What can you give
How can you take
When you react
To a big disappointment

What brings you there
How all this happened
When you realized
Was a big disappointment

What else to do
How can you say it
When you just lecture
Because of a big disappointment.

EL QUINTO INTENTO

El primer intento fallo
Caminaba sobre el borde del rio
Sombrio . . . sombrio.
Era Alfonsina Storni
Mitad mujer . . . mitad hombre
Agua dulce, no mar
No roca, sino barro
Lo asusto su propio eco
En el agua como espejo.

El segundo fue en el dieciseis
desnudo y con coraje
no solo y con arbitraje
rozo la baranda y lo atajaron
El queria ser Lugones
Pues no tenia pantalones.

El tercero sera el vencido
Vencido el, no su intento
Pero si solo fue puro invento
y nunca lo intento.

La cuarta en el carro fue el cuarto
Ochenta, noventa cien o mas
Solo escuchaba La Carretera
Asfalto mojado vociferaba el español
De una radio ya sin control

No esperen el quinto
No lo hubo nunca.

HAVE A DRINK (And sing along)

It is sour, it is sweet
It is very refreshing
The flavor of beer

You might have one of those days
In which you hate people
You hate them for what they think, if they
You hate them for how they look, how dare
You hate them for where they live, too close
You hate them for what they are, and pray
Then you drink a little bit more

Then it is sour, then it is sweet
It is very refreshing 
The flavor of beer

And you still have one of those days
You don’t share what  they think, how can
They can look kinda ok, oh well
They can live as they can, just away
They can talk as they might, who cares
Then you drink a little bit more

And a little more sour, a little more sweet
it is greatly refreshing
da’ flavor of beer

You are having A day
When you share all your thoughts, and drink
And you are moving with them, a bliss
And just look at their eyes, and laugh
Then you drink a little bit more

And with more sour than sweet
With great suffocation and need
That flavor of beer.

Because you’re having one of those days, again
In which you even hate yourself, and then
What the heck where you thinking, with them
Have you seen how they look, like shit
When they are going to move, away
Please tell them to shut up, oh God!

Then it is sour and sweet
It is very refreshing
The flavor of beer.

PHOENIX

 Like the mythic bird he dies
Every day in this lonely world
He had tried once more to cope
With pain and frustration just to find out
At the end of the journey he was still alone

Like the mythic bird he always awakens
Extending his feathers every day
Confusing reflexion he sees on the lake
Traveling again in search of his mate
Flying again in search of his love

Like the mythic bird he finally finds out
Not only on this day, but on every one
He is here alone, no one is awaiting
His flight is a shadow in this paradise
And the sunset starts burning, he just has to die

And like the mythic bird he finally does
Tired of searching, for love in this land.

ALLI ES OTONO, AQUI PRIMAVERA

Como diferenciar en el recuerdo
El frio de tu primavera y el calor de mi otoño
Como tener conciencia a tanto tiempo y a tanta distancia
De lo que nos paso en realidad
Solo unas pocas imagenes mentales mantengo de ti
Y ninguna fotografia
Salvo la que tengo en mi memoria
Del momento en que la escalera mecanica
Alejaba tu imagen mientras a mi me transportaba
A otro mundo, a otro tiempo, a otro lugar.

ALL THAT I NEED

A bark in the distance
Steps over crunchy grass
A sun that resists going down
And my hand holding yours
That is all that I need.

And once in a while
when you look at my eyes
and express all your love
with just one sweet smile
That is all that I need

To remember our song
And your favorite color
And the day when we met
To declare each others feeling
That is all that I need

If I close my eyes today
I will know you will be there
helping slowly through the change
At my side to the end
That is all that I need

To be with you,to be your lover
That is all that I need.

FIVE MINUTE STAR

In just a blink she was gone
Leaving behind the brightest halo
It was like a golden diva
A new shinny form in the firmament
Carmen with a velvet voice
Aida with all the splendor
Violetta finally in ruins
Now I keep your voice in vinyl
Eternal spinning black that tries
Every once and then with some luck
To reproduce the sound 
That captivated my imagination
And for one more time when alone
If I close my eyes and just listen
Her voice would again be there
Her image would again be present
And again she would be just for me
That famous diva, a five minute star.

SECOND COMING

He would be killed again
Nothing has changed
There is more progress to express hate
More money to buy the same

He would be killed again
Old monarchies, new corporations
Very lost in his own world
More lost in each generation

He would be killed again
By the master, the puppeteer
The sheik, the king, the wall street emperor
Leaders of corporations, owners of it all

He would be killed again
An executive will give the order
Executor of war between the classes
Architect of the great corruption

He would be killed again
The world is showing we are yet not ready
Not opening our hands, but closing our fists
With only interest in what is gold and what is heavy

He would be killed again. . .

FUNNY MONDAY

First born day of the week
How much I expect from you
A new diet, a new job, a new life
Every one of them will start on you
Monday, Funny Monday
Primogeniture day of the week
What is the secret to be there
Always present in most careers
Ready to start anew
Promising a bright new beginning
Monday, Funny Monday
First born day of the week
When the new resolution starts
Running, sweating, goals and pounds
Making rules, making muscles
Ready to start anew
Promising a bright new beginning
Monday, Funny Monday
Primogeniture day of the week
When we starve ourselves to death
And we check in the same mirror
Looking for a bigger change
Ready to start anew
Promising a bright new beginning
Monday, funny Monday
Where is my promised new life
Where have you taken my promising new career
Why can't I see anymore my muscles
Underneath more pounds and pounds of fat
What have you done with my mirror
That only deepens my wrinkles
Monday, old funny Monday
Now you are not more than a pain
That starts every morning at six a.m.
When the ring kicks me out of my own bed
And promises only one thing
A hard work day ahead of me
And my demanding boss, Antonella.

PRETEND NO MORE

That's right

You pretend

Pretend that is me who doesn't love you anymore

Pretend that is me who has abandoned the dream

To share life together

Till dead do us part

You pretend

That I won't listen when it hurts

That I change conversations

That I don't care where you go

And I give a damn how you feel

You pretend

That I am the one who screams the loudest

That I am the one who is responsible

The only one to blame

You pretend

That I would be lost without you

That all my feelings are an act

That I won't get hurt when you depart

To look for love very far

You pretend

That I am the one who had all planned

That I won't care if you are happy

That it is your right to hide from me

That it is even better to push me aside

That I will be there, no matter what

You just pretend

But pretend no more

Because you have broken all boundaries

Because there is not way back

When you reach a point of no return

Pretend no more

Because all loves are gone

And you can keep all the fresh ones

With memories and all.

Pretend no more

When life together is over

Because I feel the pain when you are with other

Because I can't pretend no more.

BITS AND PIECES (INTERNET LOVE) (Maybe a song)

Only pictures in my mind

Only bites of how your voice might sound

A blurry image on the screen

pixelated and with distortions

But your lips are freshly clear

And the sparkle in your eyes

Open doors to your sweet soul

Keeps me awake every night

And I'm daydreaming with the sight

of your pictures in my mind

But you are far away

And my heart can not resist

For how long to wait

To have you here in my arms

Because I love you

And I can't handle my life like this

Because I love you

There are things that can not wait

Because I love you

It's all the hours I don't want to miss

And I'm daydreaming with the sight

of your pictures in my mind

To be with you I want

To feel your body I want

To have you by my side

...

Because I love you

Because my life is not enough

And I'm daydreaming with the sight

of your pictures in my mind

TO THE SONS I NEVER HAD

I do have to apologize

For living a selfish life

For the belief that not believing

Was a way to exercise

My right as a human being

A very advanced animal

But I was wrong a hundred times

I do have to apologize

For not believing in Mother Earth

For treating her as a whore, as a slave

For getting not just what was needed

But also all that was wanted

For leaving behind a mess

Very difficult to fix

I do have to apologize

Oh my sons believe me, I am sorry

I did not do good enough

For not letting it happen as it did

Full extinction and indeed

Cowardly to not believe

That one voice can change the world

That one heart can teach you love

And a closed mind can destroy it all

I do have to apologize

Dear sons please forgive me

This is not the world I dreamed

To leave behind for you at all.

BLUE ABYSS

Blue Abyss, worlds apart, and only two senses to celebrate your beauty

It’s not just the distance, eight hours of time, that keep our lives so far

From one another we can only hear a voice, see burred images, and as much as I try

I could not materialize the smells, the flavors, not the softness of the silk without you

My hands are powerless, my tongue too dry, the essences are all gone with the pass of time

I dream a dream with open eyes, the black more black, tulips more impossible to find

And then I choose to close my eyes to live the life:

Katherine, Robert, Sean, and Aaron running in joy as they see you arrive

The aroma of meat and mushrooms cooking for lasagna today

And the Mediterranean breeze moving your hair, making me feel what happiness really is

Lacoste is in the air, and far away, I don’t know where, somebody still plays...

Some heavy metal: Seven, Four, Five, and Nirvana

I serve you a Bloody Mary, like every day,

And you smile again before you go to play

You are now the one who’s teaching:

English, Soccer, you are their God

To me, you are still the Persian Prince I just have to meet

One day, two years, five, ten from now

Celebrating one more birthday with a Black Forest cake

It’s a beautiful park, but wait,

Your image is blurred again...

I only hear your voice now, your voice that tells me:

Look at the light running through the beautiful cherry blossoms

IF I CUT A FLOWER

If I cut a flower

A Butterfly would tremble

If I catch a butterfly

A hummingbird would turn away

If a hummingbird leaves

The air would change direction

If the air moves in the opposite way

Sound waves wouldn’t reach my receiver

My only communication would change time

From eight hours to eight days

My hearth would start beating faster

And I would run out of time

To give the love of my life

That beautiful flower I would have for him

That’s why I won’t touch the flower

That’s why I will watch the butterfly go away

That’s why the hummingbird will fly still on the same spot

And the air won’t change directions

I will stay still

I will catch another glimpse for a moment

Of what a wonderful love awaits for me every day just there

Only eight hours away.

JOURNEY

When does it start

When does it end

At every curb a new street

That ahead of us unfolds

A new unexplored destiny

And to start anew

Once and again

Over and over

Leading us every day to new surprises

Leaving behind a bridge

To get to the next

Thinking that this plan is ours

Making our wishes truth

Reaching for the happiness that awaits us

Right there, and very far

Then once inside the tunnel

Moving on a one way street

We see the light at the end

That never seems to approach

And we keep going

Sometimes so focused on that light

So concentrated in that direction

That we absolutely forget

That right here and right now

In every single moment

There is an opportunity for enjoyment

If we would just slow down a little

Looking at our sides

And see that other souls like ours

Are also reaching for their own dreams

Let's hold hands with one another

Let our energy be the guide

Let our love be the motion of our actions

Let's live our own lives but without separation

Share our dreams in harmony

Reaching for the stars as a family

And travel our journey together.

SOONER OR LATER

The ship is about to sail

We are here, we are there

Heart in one land

Brain in another

Our body sailing

In the middle of the sea

Uprooted from the continent of pain

Traveling to the continent of hope

Navigating an ocean of fear

But there it goes

Against all odds

With salty water underneath

and salty water in my tears

Far I left all my suffering

Sooner I will conquer all the happiness

Sad faces behind showing their wet handkerchiefs

Happy faces ahead with extended arms

And there I go

To a new adventure, to a new experience

Lonely sailor of my own life

Tides of fortune

A sun on the horizon

The same horizon that is waiting for me

Where I am going to arrive

sooner or later.

COLORS OF PASSION

Its fire

Red, orange, yellow incandescent

Red hot liquid running through it

Strawberries juice dripping of thick persian lips

A tempest of feelings over the red sea

Blood in blood like the warriors

Turbulent land of dragons

Sour in the rough corners

Sweet in their intense eternity

And the orange gets stronger

It is yellow, bright yellow

Almost white and then red again

Persistent like a wound that won’t stop bleeding

Red hot liquid running through it

Intense, accelerating

Fascination at first glance

Gaze that will last forever

Red, red and more red

Now completely out of control

When the bodies get together

Just a stare, can’t look away

And then feel, powerful and soft hot pleasure

And when almost there, like fireworks

Red, orange, yellow bright

Red hot liquid running through it

An explosion between the two

Two who adore each other

Red hot liquid running through it

Passion of lovers that is.

TWO YEARS TOO MUCH

Time passes by, very fast to slow

Two years might be an eternity

Two years getting old and dying

Time passes by, very fast to slow

One mirror will reflect dark

One mirror will reflect bright

Time passes by, very fast to slow

My skin getting dryer

Your skin getting softer

Time passes by, very fast to slow

I will be dragging my feet

You will be running ahead

Time passes by, very fast to slow

Two years that is

An eternity to wait

An eternity to die.

DEAR FRIEND

You are there looking, staring at me

I can see your bright dark eyes

Telling me how much you love me, oh good friend

I know you can’t talk, no need too

As you age

I am not only seeing silver in your hair

But I learned how unconditional your love is, oh good friend

I know you, when you smile at me

I know you, when you want to play

And I know, you know me well

All the joy in you when I touch you

And the look in your face when I don’t

Oh, good friend

You cozy, sweet little thing

Tell me what is your secret

How is it that your tail never stops

How you never stop to amaze me

How your patience is so enormous

Please tell me your secret, oh good friend

Find the way to communicate

Let me learn that I don’t need what is missing

Let me learn I have everything I need

Let me learn to be as happy as you are

Because you have me

Teach me to be as happy as you are

Because I have you

You are the joy of my life

The company that follows me everywhere

Oh, dear friend

Teach me the secret of your happiness.

WHEN YOU ARE GONE

I saw you walking away from me

Getting away and away

Little by little

I saw you flying away from me

Disappearing slowly

Little by little

And I tried to hold my breath

To actually go back in time

When we were so happy together

But your image in my mind was also fading

Little by little

And the pain in my heart getting more intense

Little by Little

And every thing was turning blurry

Little by little

And my legs were shaking

And I couldn't move

You were no where to be seeing

And something inside my chest was falling apart

Little by little

The distorted figures around me were moving fast

Pushing me away, and I had to go back

Go back to my mediocre life without you

Go back to live like nothing had happened

Go back and start my healing

Little by little

And the scars will never go away

Over and over I will try to forget you

Over and over I will try to forgive you

And over and over I will ever remember you

And time will put a toll on me

Little by little

My reflected image won't be the same

My smile will be turned backwards, upside down

Like my life without you

And my heart will still be falling apart

Little by little

And it will be the day when inside, finally dry

I will turn my face back

And I will think that there is you, who is approaching again

Little by little

And my heart will accelerate

And my life will feel strange

And I will think that I am smiling again

And then I will close my eyes

To keep that image of you eternally

I will die

Little by little