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Faithful to you

I see you my dear 
fighting with no fear.
The struggle is stressful,
but here I am my first love -
to you am always faithful!!

God is good to me,
and to you am always grateful -
yes they call me forgetful, 
but for you am always thankful;
Amazingly graceful!!! 

Say yes!!! To love,
and no!! To sex -
self destructing your self
than tell me what's next!!
Your dignity be worked out
more than a bow-flex.
What a mess!!!
Just for a few seconds of sex!!

Let's all be one Love
and Jehovah will bless

A Dios yo le digo-
por hablar contigo
te adoro y te vendigo
for not having that dumb male-ego,

y este sentimiento -
tan profundo ;
I will always be faithful to you -
hasta el fin del mundo!!

"Without God, we are like a boat in the middle of the ocean without a wind on our favor!!"

Copyright © Diogenes Zuniga | Year Posted 2009

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The sparkle of Love

First was the explosion -
Not the big bang theory,
but the spiritual motion.

Of God's finger;
Creating everything from the earth to the sky,
the woods, the fruits and the timber.

God had made the ultimate creation 
Without any deception -
Male and female were made in perfection.

God has made a creator,
free of sin no longer
thanks to the traitor.
He paid in full - living in the deepest crater.

In the beginning was the love,
and then was the tiny nation
that grew stronger with God's affection. 

No matter our imperfection;
God will always take his soldiers 
to the battle station.

Grab the sword and the shield -
Call out his name to the field (John Freeman)

Out of a couple -
Came out a whole different fascination
of Europeans, Americans, and Asians.

Evil facilitation -
Was to make you think that we come from animals;
Saying that once upon a time we were cannibals,
but the truth is…
That we are God's creation.
I try not to disregard your believes,
but scientists - are always falling for evil orientation.

The word is life.
The word is science. 
The word is mystery.
We are love's creation -
The living is science,
and the sparkle of love is mystery.

Inspired by the poem Mother Earth? By John Freeman.
Dedicated to my brother Moses - a truth soldier of love.

Copyright © Diogenes Zuniga | Year Posted 2009

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Loving you for ever

Irreplaceable memories; killing my body very softly like crack to my addiction

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Thank you mother

I must confess!!
my mother was not there
when i needed milk from somebody's breast

Probably she was feeling stress -
daddy used to beat her down
living marks from the face to the chest

Eventually mom left,
living behind two sons;
i must believe she thought it was best

To do not worry about the rest -
she kept on going forward
and buildup a new nest

I'm not writing this for you to criticize
but rather
for you to analyze   

That i had realize!!
You couldn't ever gone back
to get hurt and be utilize

So you came to the deep south
with only one purpose;
not ever going back to the devil's mouth
If i was you i would have done the same,
but again, what about my sons
you know what, don't take the blame

Mother is alright!!
I am very thankful
for i am very bright

Thank you again for giving birth 
two beautiful sons;
worth introducing to the planet Earth

Copyright © Diogenes Zuniga | Year Posted 2009

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A golden place

Do forgive me for my broken English
but my English had been broken
by diversity and a golden token

That will lead me to a better place
no dirty streets, no immorality-
no blazing haze

This is a sunshine town 
where we all wear crowns 
and there is no need to move in pounds(drugs)

The city's night will shine and glow
without prostitution's flow; 
cash and blow(cocaine)

Addiction will be love
to be loved
and everything above 

Forget about the old Babylon
trashy people and cigarette butts
painful memories like a punch to your guts  

I wouldn't mind if you call me a mutt  
I guess is alright!!
since criteria sucks the blood of our body like a mosquito's bite  
That's why 
i await the new city that is fly(fine)
like a griffin in the sky

This place is ice cold hot
blue burning hot
like a ice cold pot 

Where is this spot?
probably in the universe or not!!
in the center, like Hindu forehead's dot

It is a golden place
golden streets, no golden paint
real gold - dye rusty but  reborn as golden saint.

Copyright © Diogenes Zuniga | Year Posted 2009

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Her name is Lovely part 2

Suddenly a very soft and familiar voice spoke to her conscious saying “Lovely”
“Yes” she replied   
“Tomorrow you are coming back home”
“OK” she said breathing heavily
The conversation ended right at that instant 
Seven minutes later the unpredictable happens and Lovely dropped into a short comma.
A new day arrives.

Date: 01/01/1788
Ding dong, ding dong, sounds the door-bell
Lovely wakes up; open the golden windows the sun is raising
Knock, knock someone is at the golden door
She didn’t know what was going on this time
She walks all the way to the door not noticing that her house was made out of the finest
marble, and the finest gold that ever existed.
Lovely answers the door thinking is the mail man with the missing letter.
When she finally opens the door instead of the mail man was her husband with open arms and
a smile on his face.
Saying “welcome home baby” “I had been waiting for you”  


Diogenes Zuniga

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Her name is Lovely part 1

Date: 12/31/1787
Ding dong, ding dong, sounds the door-bell
She wakes up; open her window the sun is raising
Knock, knock, some one is at the door
She rushes to the door thinking is the mailman 
She is expecting a love letter from Iraq
She finally answer the door but stead of the mail man is an officer from the army, he is
well dress and carries a small box with him and inside of the box is an American flag with
three different medals.
One medal is for being a soldier of the US Army, the second medal is for being a national
hero, and the third one, is a medal of honor for dying for his country.
She goes crazy crying out for help, screaming all out that she was expecting a baby.
“I’m really sorry” the officer says
“If there anything I could do please call me” he reached his wallet and pulled out a
business card and gave it to her.
“He was a brave man” he said
The officer turned around and left the house with out hesitation.
Poor girl was drowning in her own tears; she still didn’t believe what just happen 
“Lord please help me”, “help me go through this horrible pain” she cries out.
She goes back to the bed and tries to sleep it off, but it didn’t work out, the pain was
too much just to act like nothing didn’t happen.
She finally falls as sleep after several hours of crying painfully.
She tosses and turns all night long, sweating like crazy with massive pain on her chest 
While she was having a horrible nightmare; dreaming about the death of her husband-

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You are a stranger in people’s life.
You are the undertaker of souls.
You are the killer that leaves underground,
And the one that everybody don’t know really well, 
But yet still afraid of.

You are a very cold diseases  
That moves very quickly with out hesitation -
Just like a bandit breaking into somebody’s house. 
Breaking everything in it and people’s lives as well. 
People is full of fear because of you.
Because of you, people go through massive pain 
And irreplaceable memories

Stranger stop your movement ,
And give everybody a break.
No body enjoys your company.
Cancer, you are wrong if you believe that you’re going to win; 
If you didn’t break a survivor most believed it that you made them way stronger

You are nothing but a fear that could be easily overcome.
With a little bit of confidence and the great power of will.
Love ones do not let this horrible stranger take the best of you.

Believe in your self and you will survive. 
Believe in you, because GOD believes in you too.
We all believe in you. 
In fact don’t believe it; know it 
You will survive.

And for those who are almost at the end of their path,
Most believe that you are going to a better a place,
A beautiful place called heaven.

God is waiting for you - 
You will not be forsaken 

                                             Diogenes Zuniga

Words of a survivor:

You are a monster that spreads panic and suffering,
You are a big fear that makes us wonder when you’re going to end.
You change our lives without asking for permission.
You leave us out of munitions making us weak and afraid,
You think you’re stronger than me, but you are wrong

I know I am stronger and bigger.
I thank God that I have someone that always keeps me going and over power you.
I hate you so much you have no idea, you change my life from day to night; you made me
feel like I was nobody and really I know I am the best.
My life was almost ruined, but I know I can fix the rest.

I will show not only you, but the whole world, that I will survive; I will prove that you
are nothing.
I will look into your eyes and tell you that I am not afraid.
I can do it, I know that I can and I will
I will prove the world that you do not exist, that you are nothing but fear. 

You monster, I will win.

                                           Joselma dos Santos

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Become a better walker

The more you fall-
                          -the better you learn how to pick your self back up,

become a better walker-
                                   -watch the stones in your narrow path

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The Depths Of Hades

I have seen the depths of Hades!
And it is not a place of tranquility; 
Neither is it a place of rest, 
but a place of unending cursing, 
and the gnashing of teeth is everlasting.

The multitude was too great to count -
Souls served as fuel for the unquenchable fire.
Hot coals were the bed for this place,
and flames covered Hades as a blanket.

Before encountering this beast,
a very long fall takes place -
Into a vast and immeasurable darkness.
There is no point of return!

Guilt, pain, sorrow, 
and hate obscures the minds of the afflicted.
Their eyes are blinded by their unclean conscious,
and regret is all that is left.

My heart was shatter into pieces -
To see hell boundaries expanding so rapidly!
It’s mouth is wide open,
and in the top fangs - 
Were Inscribed two words: “ETERNAL - PUNISHMENT”

The scorching fire,
the burns, the sores, and wounds,
and the desire to die is a punishment too great to bare.
But the greatest punishment of all -

Copyright © Diogenes Zuniga | Year Posted 2014