Edward Orozco Poet Free verse

My Father's Pen

The ink flows in my veins, it drips as I cry
I figured life was joy
I was wrong, for there is much evil walking in our streets
Lies upon lies, death herself points at me
Who am I to pretend of joy, when I break inside
I bleed, I shall not bare any seed
O' how I desire to be a father yet I weep I may not see the day
Cast unto me your burden as I drown in tears already half dead and all I have is my name
Why must I deny to be poor, to be worth nothing
As I, who am I
Father embrace me as I break
In the eyes of the inocent I see myself being judged beyond content
And I fall to my knees as I know death will swallow my dreams
She will sit on my hopes to be
Will I too go down as nothing in history
Let the pages be blank, write in my name as I love my name
It marked me when I was born and the first ray of light and sin crept into my eyes
I see not tomorrow
I can't peek into the sunset for I am consumed by sorrow
Plea, O' Father I plea to Your name
Deliver me from this heart ache
Free me so that I may at last find peace
I drown lower in strife and and I grow weak
Will You strengthen the ones who shall see me pass and love me?
I beg, to my humble view Father I trust in You
The clouds spit onto me, as I
Eduardo is the name you gave me and I shall embrace it for You my God are my all
Age sit on me, and I grow in time seeing twenty-one years of life I cry out
For my future, as I am to be what?
I sing, and I weep to my pain
Will tomorrow bring me back, or will I still fear the rain
I love my name, Eduardo, Father I am your pen
Allow not the ink that flows in my vains to dry
Surely You know that if it does I will die
Father in your keep I leave my life as You gave it me, only You can take it
Amen.

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L'Nass Shango May 26, 2009 at 6:43 AM Jeremiah, this is a remarkable write, my friend, the boundary between poetry and prophecy is thin, and you have broken the thin line veiling prophecy to unveil self in one of the most inspirational write of recent times ... this will be immortal for you ... high praise, my friend.

P Sheart May 22, 2009 at 3:55 PM Jeremiah Wow! I'm blown away to depths of your heart,mind spirit and pen. That first line is so incredible. Very deep imagery my friend. This really tugs deep.May your pen never run dry for there is much talent here! Thanks for your most welcome comments on my latest. Have a good holiday weekend. Love Light Truth Patricia

Charmaine Chircop May 22, 2009 at 1:48 PM this is deep,sad and heartfelt,believe in yourself ,in your abilities and in God my bro,you will have brighter tomorrows---charma

Brandy Megens May 22, 2009 at 12:20 PM you make me cry and laugh and PRAY all at the same time you were the first person i met in here and you have supported my work you are a wonderfully talented poet and you inspire me