Gag Show

I prayed for sunshine

The wind brought rain

Like pesky little kids

Sliding from my crown

To my sole and further down

Rinsing with it

My remaining

Patience and optimism

“Wonderful” saith the thunder

As the sun grew dim

And the tree died laughing

Of the gag show before him

She doesn’t like sopas

You don’t like sopas
and I don’t know why
Puzzles the hell out of me
Who doesn’t want a hot pot
of chicken soup
made creamy with evap
made colorful with
cabbage and carrots and
made gut-heavy
with elbow macaroni?

Detest is a word too strong
least priority maybe
but then, I could be wrong

Yet you made
one for me
just the same
saying:

“I still don’t
love sopas.
May never be.
But I’m
trying
to learn
to love
the things
that you love.”

More than the
hot pot of sopas
before me
I thank you
my sweet balm
for all the love
and for keeping
me warm
For a thousandth time
again and again
to the heavens
I implore
good favors
for you
my lovely woman
who cooks sopas
for her man

Screaming Sanctimony

A condescending attitude is often mistaken as piety. Removing that illusion however, will reveal hypocrisy at its finest, the main reason Jesus reproached the Pharisees for being like whitewashed tombs that are beautiful in the outside but filled with dried bones and rotting flesh inside.

Now that paints an ugly picture especially when viewed from the outside. Because in as far as witnessing is concerned, nothing comes off as a surefire “turn off” than a hypocrite pretending to be a saint.

If we as Christians are to convert the gentiles and bring the wayward sheep of Israel back into the fold, we should instead come from a place of love.

How?

Recall the story of Mary Magdalene and Zacchaeus. Jesus did not cite the 10 commandments to condemn them right then and there of their sins, nor did He summon heaven’s fury to devour their wretched sinful souls. He instead showed love and mercy through forgiveness, as His standpoint which eventually led to their conversion.

Out of love came forth mercy and actions within the context of love.

But a condescending attitude is begotten from a sanctimonious “holier than thou” mindset. And that, is the exact opposite of our mission as children of God which we claim to be, which is to spread His message of love to a lost world.

Hara-Kiri

I rent my soul in atomic bits
     and ripped it to subatomic pieces

          before you
               execute it
                    yourself

I saved you all that trouble

     what you’ve been
          relegated to do

               by whatever or
                    whoever
                         only you know who

A Melancholia Writer's Delight

On a melancholic day,

Ordinary people: I hate this feeling!

“Blues” writer: (rubs both palms together) Man this is perfect! Now where do I begin…

Farewell, Kobe

What Kobe Bryant taught me:

• Work your craft to perfection until someone hates you for being so damn good.
• Loving your craft means committing your time and effort to it 100% of the time without making any fucking excuses!

Rest in peace idol.

Whores are Words, and Words are Whores

Some words
I used sparingly
others
I abused 
totally
But alas
despite of which
complete strangers 
their conclusion
have all become

I clothed them
in regal poetry
gave them purpose
through grand prose
which countless I’ve told

I, the maker 
accorded them
their place in the cosmos
in the known universe and beyond
ergo, I own them
and they are mine alone

But what a joke
the muse played on me
for the wholeness
I granted them
defined them not
Instead,
I got mocked.
For the pieces
defined the whole
which the whole
on them do not

As I established my kingdom
with them and their duty
to kiss my feet ever after
The whores were gone
prostituted themselves
in another’s hands