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Santiago Lechuga Poem
Is it wisdom we strive for or chaos?
Do we have the strength to hold fast what we learned?
Is it me or you that decides when lightning strikes?
Earth slides forward yet we fall behind.
Will the raise of hands bring forth destruction?
Should we fall back on our words of trust?
When we rake all that is given to us,
Left standing will be the choices we made.
See forth to the windows golden seal,
As it shines from the inner light of the moving vails.
We can go forth now but carefully,
Not intruding on our own self worth.
Show us the light that blinds and ties us together,
Yet it pulls us apart in a instant
No tie can withstand it, no chains will hold it together.
Laying in the moonlight in silence
All that is left of us will be existence in words.
Copyright © Santiago Lechuga | Year Posted 2008
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Santiago Lechuga Poem
Addiction beguiles a man.
It wraps around the flow of concentration.
It cuts off the blood of life for a moment of fixation.
Opening old wounds and pouring salt in its grand design.
Waking up to less than you were made for.
One can speak of it and not understand it.
One can see it and not realize it.
Yet all know the power it can possess when it wishes for more.
It grinds away and strips dignity and consciousness from its keeper.
It creates a shell of nothingness.
No bars to grab, to pull up on or to tie itself to.
You struggle for a relationship with sanctification yet find nothing.
When will it be enough?
When will it be the end?
Subtracting years from the future in an instant.
Riding a dark highway of infestation.
When will it be enough?
When will it be the end?
Copyright © Santiago Lechuga | Year Posted 2008
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Santiago Lechuga Poem
Standing in the crossroads.
I hear the engine yearning for progress.
Holding back every emotion I created.
If I could just see a sign!
One that would light my path to tomorrow.
The high beams of thoughts confusing my directions,
Yet I stay in one place.
Where is my sign of peace and assuredness?
I am ready but not willing.
Calm but anxious to the highest degree.
Standing in the crossroads.
Standing beside myself.
Seeking a new understanding of the same outcome.
Holding back every emotion I created.
If I could just see a sign!
To know it is to love it.
To experience it is to gain completion.
Yet I stand in one place.
Starring at the road not taken.
Copyright © Santiago Lechuga | Year Posted 2008
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