On Father’s Day, I stand with immigrant, migrant, and mobile fathers –especially those who have been separated from their children by Satan’s agents: president #45 and his demons.
i saw the “face” of god
for president #45 by Luis S. González-Acevedo
in america 2016, i saw the “face” of god
and the outpouring of “his spirit” in 2017
ever since, this unrecognizable god seems to linger
like a repeating nightmare
that gets worse and doesn’t go away
he sees “the other” with hatred and intolerance
as if his children were better –superior
fallacy of fallacies, vanity of vanities
this distorted god inspires quotes from the holy bible
to justify separating children from parents
and criminalizing the search for dreams
the fake elijahs of today stand before their own god…
a great and powerful fear shatters lives
can the true lord be in such fear?
with fear comes hatred
can the real lord be in such hatred?
with hatred comes intolerance
can a merciful and loving lord be in their intolerance?
the true elijahs await the gentle whisper
of love, courage and acceptance
Plot: A dove searches for the mortal who will become immortal and a god. When found, he will take a cloud as a pen and a tear as ink so that he can paint a woman’s face –possibly yours– on the meadow and sea.
Tear as ink and
with his hand paint
your face on the meadow and
your hair on the sea.
Original Verses: (Spanish)
Lágrima por tinta y
con su mano pintar
tu pinta en el prado y
tu cabello en el mar.
Poet’s Comments: One of my favorite approaches to writing poetry is allowing the poem as much plot as a poem can have. In this, I’m influenced by the classics. From time to time, I enjoy merging reality and fantasy without flinching.