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Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
The nights take care of themselves now
You decided you can trust me
I’m not going to carry an empty bag
Then leave you at the curb

We reflect upon each other
Your eyes the sunset
Mine the sunrise
Your blood mingles with mine at noon

I know what I should
It’s not trying to ****** your past
I don’t want to sleep with all of that
That’s why I call you baby

A heavy load is what we dropped off
It's not our problem anymore
Waking up, not worrying about the day
It's something to talk about later on

I was hoping you could sing
I wanted everybody to be amazed by you
But what only I can hear inside you
Is why you’re my rock star
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
Her eyes were reddened
By the burdens of time
Her sons becoming men
Her passions now routine
But dignity will never die
Inside a beautiful heart
Because the blood of her life
Has become a fountain of love
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
Nobody ever met me in a bar
There’s not enough room in there
Where do I put my childhood
All the friends I’ve known
All the times I've been alone
I wonder if anybody would care

I wonder if I’ve had my finest hour
Maybe I could ask my daughter
I think it was when she was a baby
But only I remember those times
Only I remember those rhymes
And not the baby held by her father

I’m not hard to get to know
The book is always open
But there aren’t any pictures
You’re gonna’ have to read it on your own

I left myself behind in the car
I just don’t want to talk about it
Being a stranger is easier
Just someone for you to walk by
Just someone who won’t make you cry
You’ll never know that I’m worth it

I’m not hard to get to know
Sometimes the book is out on loan
But I’ll be back on the shelf soon
I know there's a lot of pages to turn
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
We The People
Sailed the same course
Some willingly
Some by force
Our Constitution
A document to inform
A more perfect Union
To weather any storm
No more kings
No more oppression
No taxation
Without representation
Checks and balances
And the rule of law
Mitigating injustices
Safe harbor for all
The secular trinty
President, Congress, Court
Power to be divided
Veto, fiat, tort
Our common interest
Of self defense
With liberty for all
And justice for any offense
Our common tranquility
And general welfare
A more perfect union
Our resources we share
American rights
And protection
From a despotic government
Or an insurrection
To worship my God
And you yours
Even to deny him
Our right secures
Open discourse
To speak out loud
We must be heard
Not follow the crowd
Collective grievances
Peaceably petitioned
We walk together
But never threatened
To bear arms
For our security
Never being forced
To quarter unwillfully
To remain secure
In our sanctuary
Unless presented
With writ of entry
Neither held
Absent habeas corpus
Or loss of property
Without payment to us
Never forced to testify
To contradict our denials
Or brought forward
In duplicitous trials
To face our accuser
In much haste
Represented by counsel
Our peers hands to be placed
Not just one but twelve
Examining the facts
Brought forward to be sworn
But only this court acts
Reasonable recompense
For fine or bail
Cruel or unusual retribution
Shall not avail
An enumeration
Provides illumination
But within the penumbra
Exists more freedom
From God or self-evident
There is no list or count
None to encumber
None to surmount
A union has formed
But sacred the individual
The tyranny of the majority
Is never permissible
A living breathing document?
Or static words unbending?
Even as we amend
Change never ending
Open to interpretation
If you see a right
Others may disagree
There may be a fight
The spirit of intent
Is there to see
Freedom to choose
Secured by liberty
We The People
A sacred quest
We The People
Freedom will never rest
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
Every day I hear the news
Everybody’s fighting for something
I tried to change the channel
Can't find one to choose
There's too many people singing
Singing the red white and blues

Open another bottle of *****
America needs to start partying
Heard a fire ******* go off
That’s a sound you can’t refuse
There’s too many people crying
Crying the red white and blues

You’re treatin’ America bad
It’s the only one we have
The red white and blues
The red white and blues
It’s not my kind of song

It’s late enough
But I can’t sleep it off
The world makes my sheets sweat
I’m bleeding and I can’t tell you why

You’re treatin’ America bad
It’s the only one we have
The red white and blues
The red white and blues
It’s not my kind of song
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
It is not
to achieve things for their own sake
A continuous line
is the end to the means
To keep alive
what forgotten souls once felt
And not
the promises of kings and queens

To accept
who you are instead of judgment
To be unique
and a friend of uniqueness
A shoulder to spare
and a tear to give away
And strength
to understand human weakness
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
we imagine
a fire surrounding a princess
we don't want to be afraid
she is worth the agony of our fantasy
would we die for her
because her smile reflected the water
as a dream reflects our sorrow
would we?
or is it just a myth
the greatness of one man
willing to die for love
or is it only his people
who love the story
for it is their fire
and it burns inside their minds
to risk death is to say
love is theirs to keep
and beauty
is not to be bound by dragons
or shallow men
blinking as a light skips past
like a rock
across water
held aloft by the force of our desire
to walk upon water
believing in the impossible
believing in love
no matter the cost
no matter the loss
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