Thursday, February 26, 2009

The Vision-Personal Narrative Poem

La Historia de mi papi
Comienza asi
my dad started at nothing
but turned it into something
he started by saying someday
I’ll settle down in L.A.

At first he landed in
Quicksand
He thought he lost his chance
until he turned that something
from a dream to a reality

First came the sister
then came the brother
and
through the parks and by the trees
they soon became enemies
Time stood still
like the
shadow of the day
everything then moved soon
when the both ended up ok.

I look at
the youth
and started to move
to opposite ends
where I lost some friends
But I went back on top 8
to the point where I said "dont hate"
Appreciate life for what it’s worth
From the moment you start life at your birth

When my aunt gave me music through my hands
I soon became
the guitar man
playing with a message in plan
a plan to
swing life away
as my guitar gently weeps
to the sound of the beats
where music transforms into heat

I can taste the ice cold wind
from the moment she said
I can’t be your lover or you friend
I stood there as she broke my heart
Institutionalized
hiding in disguise
asking
is he everything you wanted in me?

Yeah I know
love hurts
but for what it’s worth
every moment I make out of it
I go through each
phase
because I look at a new day
to see how strong I am


I take the wheel and drive
driving the car of my life
Seeing how my cousin died
thinking he lived life
getting
high and dry
It shows how
it’s so much better
Living in a world of peace
All of us just together
rather than one.

From the moment I sang you my
love song
to the moment I told you let’s
dance
we started off with some romance
and ended up saying "
I'm yours".
You’re
my bell
and its so much better
being with you
now and forever
because in the end
Alguien te quiere
someone will always love you.

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