Ernesto P. Santiago Poet Bio

Unveiled

I see my past, 
Unveiled within this poem;
Written by an erratic hand---unwilling 
To cooperate with my heart’s rhythm.

I can not see the future, if there is no past.

I tried and had lived in the fast lane, but still 
Emptiness filled my brain; a grim
Hope is all I have, from my past; 
All’s gone. 

Only what is left inside of me is this poem.

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Steven Cooke August 5, 2011 at 2:19 PM a poem of despair, written from a poets heart, this is good poetry, what lies on the next page, that is the question