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Astrid Cruz Poem
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The nation is controlled by Corrupt individuals,
the inability to control it drives us insane.
We sit alone brooding the old--grasping the new,
Eager to make it's value more than what it's worth.
We try to commemorate our past,
by Rebuilding our capacities for wonder.
Like lost birds in an abandoned nest,
we lack to see beauty-- and our capacities for wonder become unknown.
Beauty lies among us,
while our Imagination ponders within.
As Free as the Wind,
but as Limited as our Diversity.
The imagination capable of Creating the present, the old-- and the unspoken of--
Yet our nation is controlled by corrupt human beings,
with the Inability for Justice.
So we beat on--
Boats against the Current,
like our Minds against Mankind.
Copyright © Astrid Cruz | Year Posted 2016
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Astrid Cruz Poem
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Do you see me? or do your eyes see me?-
Does your brain see right through me?.. Can you analyze my anonymity?
If you do, please don't refer to me as your majesty,
I'm just a gifted child whose ideas surge rapidly...
Now, don't be scared, just a lost soul with ideas i can't bare,
thoughts i can't share
because your mind will never posses the power to care.
Lost- like your intellectuality,
your potential is scarce; you have the power... it just needs to be aired.
Now when you sit there-alone, what do you do?
Does your brain speak for you?
or does it simply act for you?
Your human instinct tells your brain that you are emotionally unstable, now stop-relax.
Ideas will surge and get altered,
but you-you will still remain.
"Energy can never be created nor destroyed."
A phrase that lures you away from the ideas they want you to avoid-a form of death-the assassination of the elements you should exploit, only to further your own mental joy.
Life created your light, now live on... go pursue what you think is right.
Don't overthink and never be so uptight,
just know it is a luxury-only for those that are willing to fight.
Be wise and don't swallow everything your eyes have to buy,
you will eventually realize the powers of the human mind, but what's its worth
if you don't see it as a prize?
For your light will always shine,
and your soul will never die.
You are the durable energy created-sculpted- going against the powers of destruction.
Copyright © Astrid Cruz | Year Posted 2016
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Astrid Cruz Poem
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You were Laughing Crazy--
with tears of Concrete,
the Mind of a Fly--
and the Vision of the Blind.
When the winds Burn down,
I see you-
Debating, Resting, and Raging-
waiting for the weeks and the years to Die.
Debating the society you created,
Resting and wishing you could change it,
yet fiercely Raging wondering why you made it.
Now it looks as if your Troubles fade away,
but you haven't accepted what you Made.
You're not Half the man you used to be,
your life is still faint Shades of Grey.
You couldn't Cope with the Reality hidden beneath a Mystery,
new ideas surged across your Mind-
the chance to Alter your perspective you came to Find.
Possessing and Caressing your Thoughts,
messing with the Blessing that you Shot--
forced to open your Frame of Mind,
without bringing to existence the Powers of Time.
Energies of ingenuity tumbled Blindly,
yet you Hopelessly shrieked-- someone find me.
Copyright © Astrid Cruz | Year Posted 2016
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