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Jacobo Raymundo Dec 2012
Blood filling the sternum
Of the work horse grown old
The rusty iron of an old train yard
Stagnate pools of ancient prosperity
Fill the scene of yesterday's tomorrow

Instead of futuristic gizmos
Zapping up our daily needs
We worship a silly piece of paper
Watching the ruins around us fade away

Instead of helping one another
Stand from a nasty fall
We fill our pockets with jingling candies
Trying to sweeten our sour lives

Instead of being the beacon of hope
The self proclaimed city on a hill
We watch the struggles around our walls
And laugh at the ones within

A day of reckoning is soon to come
With it we all fade to dust
A rebirth is in store
But it will not bring new life

Only more death and struggle
Because Lady Liberty only holds her torch
Shines upon her own achievements
And leaves others in the dark

Wheezing, she stumbles upon a notebook
Coughing the blood of her own horse
Rusting away like her prosperity
She reads of what she learned a day ago
But forgot for today

She awakes in a cold sweat
Still torch in hand
Will she have learned to shine towards others
Or will she only brighten herself?
Jacobo Raymundo Dec 2012
Dollar signs painted upon walls
While psychopaths grieve it's surreality

"Not real not real, must have more"
They all chant in unison

Gobbling and devouring wealth
The black holes of greed that they are

Never feeling love nor happiness
Just the want for more and more

Million dollar cars pour from golden driveways
As monogramed gates open wide

Wouldn't you wish to peer inside?
See the extravagant joys that await?

Scarves cover their bones, they are without skin
And soul, they lack as well

Instead they have it replaced
With the almighty dollar
A short venture from my writings of love and passion to touch on the greed that eats at our world. This was sparked from a conversation that I earlier had with my mom.
Jacobo Raymundo Dec 2012
Many moons have passed
Since I held you in my arms last...

And many more may come
Before I can hold again
But I will continue on to the marching drum
Until our love will rebegin

I have spent many nights
Looking upon the lonely moon
Taking in all the lights
Wishing to be with you soon

I know your heart has folded, retreated
Back within your castle of safe solitude
But my love for you cannot be deleted
It is true, it is of such great magnitude

No words could ever express it
I would wait for you for the rest of my days
But I know you'll come back, so I don't stress it
I will live until then through the haze

But come nightfall
My head turns to the starry sky
Watch the moon bring light to all
Wishing that I could hang my head so high

Many things have I learned
Compare to this patience
Many days my heart has yearned
Slowly fading away with decadence

Oh beautiful one, hold on
Many moons have passed
And it has been far too long
Since I've held you in my arms last...
Jacobo Raymundo Dec 2012
The Grim Reaper
Is an alcoholic weeper
Searching the earth
For souls lost at birth

He lays his bare knuckle against my door
I welcome him, another sailor washed ashore
He offers a drink which I do not take
I am allergic for goodness sake!

However, I offer him an ear
Everybody needs someone to sit and hear
What he does not know is that I've been to hell and back
I have walked through his abysmal black


I have lived where there is no life
My world tends to be nothing but trife
I feel his pains, as I have felt
I cannot deliver what has been dealt

The Grim reaper has left my home
Left free to wander and roam
He walks out looking like me
Walking around triumphantly

He became me
Before I became bones
A couple of things to comment on this poem. 1) I am legitimately allergic to all kinds of alcohol. 2) If you didn't pick it up, I am the Grim Reaper
Jacobo Raymundo Dec 2012
Amor, Amor, Amor
¿Donde estas?
Estaba traído encontrar tú
¿Adonde estaba ido?
Estaba vido en el oscuro
En la día
Todos lugares en el mundo
Pero no estas aquí
¿Sales con mí corazón
Y nunca volvería?
Jacobo Raymundo Dec 2012
Can one keep strength when
Everything is turned against
Their flesh and blood?

Can one keep looking upward when
The skies oh so cloudy
Keep pouring down sorrows?

Can one keep such great faith when
They feel abandoned
Left to die?

Can one pass the test
That He lays for us?
Life is full of tests. Although I look upon this from a religious stand point, it is true to all. Can you pass the test? Can you hold faith whether it be in God above or in a brighter tomorrow? Can you?
Jacobo Raymundo Dec 2012
I wish

I wish for you and I
To walk this Earth
Hand in hand
Eternally

A moment on your lips
An eternal kiss
I wish
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