Hot Tamale

Hot Tamale By Dane Smith-Johnsen Man from Guatemala, Educator- Hot tamale. Lessons learned Adoration churned. Another’s love A young heart burned. From darkest fear, You drew love near. Esteem encroached. By promises cloaked. Straightforward. Real. Life had zeal. It was a huge ordeal. Living had been. Battered by sin Until that day, You ran my way. My mind would mend. Subdued was evils’ trend. As fears were peeled, You taught me to feel. Numbness and pain, No longer could gain. Death’s grip on my soul, Lost its control. Stifling hurt desired demise. You pierced my heart. Oh, those jet black eyes. Kindness bequeathed. New hope dearly reached. The man from Guatemala, “My Honey” Hot tamale. Through love, Helped me find. Myself. Now, I live. Written for: Christopher Higgins' "Get Your Rebel On!!" contest