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  May 2014 Jacobo Raymundo
Pablo Neruda
From bristly foliage
you fell
complete, polished wood, gleaming mahogany,
as perfect
as a violin newly
born of the treetops,
that falling
offers its sealed-in gifts,
the hidden sweetness
that grew in secret
amid birds and leaves,
a model of form,
kin to wood and flour,
an oval instrument
that holds within it
intact delight, an edible rose.
In the heights you abandoned
the sea-urchin burr
that parted its spines
in the light of the chestnut tree;
through that slit
you glimpsed the world,
bursting with syllables,
the heads of boys
and girls,
grasses stirring restlessly,
smoke rising, rising.
You made your decision,
chestnut, and leaped to earth,
burnished and ready,
firm and smooth
as the small *******
of the islands of America.
You fell,
you struck
the ground,
nothing happened,
the grass
still stirred, the old
chestnut sighed with the mouths
of a forest of trees,
a red leaf of autumn fell,
resolutely, the hours marched on
across the earth.
Because you are
a seed,
chestnut tree, autumn, earth,
water, heights, silence
prepared the germ,
the floury density,
the maternal eyelids
that buried will again
open toward the heights
the simple majesty of foliage,
the dark damp plan
of new roots,
the ancient but new dimensions
of another chestnut tree in the earth.
Jacobo Raymundo May 2014
Monogrammed televisions play
McDonalds commercials featuring
Justin Beiber who has the moves
Like a Syrian rebel

Oh look! The new reality...
TV show to delude the pain
Of a million starving children
Crying for your pleasure

I have a suit and a devil's tongue
Will I have your vote in the next
Slave auction? Please I promise
To not totally destroy your dream

But first; did you take a selfie?
Before you chambered the round
Did you even lift?
Or could you even?

I like sheep on my feet:
Ignorance is a warming peace
Until its a cold war
With an unknown enemy

Idiots don't like to be called idiots
But it's for the common ambiguity
When in Rome, we die together
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
I don't really know how to explain this. I had the thought of the first stanza amd the rest felt right. Take from it what you will
Jacobo Raymundo Apr 2014
Lighting is just
It strikes with no prejudice
As it is reason
Carrying millenia of knowledge
But it is also fury
Its power unfathomable by man
And those that wander within its reach
Have an understanding for love
For it connects us in a bond of nugatory existence
In comparison to the timeless Nature
There are no borders where the lighting strikes
And we are all one underneath its glory
Jacobo Raymundo Mar 2014
One day
I fear
The last seed
Will be sowed

One day
I fear
The last back
Will be broken

One day
I fear
The last tear
Will have fallen

One day
I fear
Humanity's last breath
Will be taken

One day
I fear
We will have no one to blame
But ourselves
Jacobo Raymundo Feb 2014
I pledge allegiance
To the flag
Of the United Socialists States of America
And to the ******
For which it stands
One nation
Under surveillance
With slavery and injustice for all
A slight alteration to the pledge of allegiance that everybody knows. Figured it was more fitting to the way the USA actually is
Jacobo Raymundo Feb 2014
Two worlds
Disjointed in physicality
Yet uknowingly connected
Collide brilliantly
Jacobo Raymundo Jan 2014
I dreamt of a field of flowers
Where white crosses are planted
Families still together
Content with life
Genuine grins covering faces

I dreamt of full bellies
On the dark continent
Soccer ***** rolling between feet
Of children who also dream
Of lives as happy as theirs

I dreamt of fresh air
And clean water and growing forests
The cleanliness of nature unrivaled
As animals mingled around the watering hole
Roaming freely with homes

But I awoke and saw war
Fires melting the lives of millions
Dropping bombshells of grief
Destroying homes from within
And children dead or weeping

I awoke and saw despair
Fat bellied greed hogs
Rollin in muddy money pits
While babies died without food
And an entire land stripped and sold

I awoke amd saw nothing
But smoke stacks emitting poison
And the homes of the forest creatures
Being carried into lumber mills
And brown water filling drinking glasses
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