Poem… The Poet’s Destiny

The Poet’s Destiny

(translation|modification of Destino del Poeta)

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

Who will impose silence on a poet’s lips?
Who can go to war without weapons?
The words of a poet: beneficial arrows.
Villainous weapons: terrify the planet.

My rhymes water our cold human garden.
They are the sun’s tears. Impotent, the day breaks crying;
while in its obvious defiance, the tenebrous human night
covers its ears with severe winds to drown my song.

Poets die pronouncing eternal words.
Vicious time makes us suffer austere deaths.
It’s a curse that lasts a million serene nights;
but like Lazarus, every poet awaits the voice that proclaims: “Poet, come forth.”


–You can find the poem in Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo or the original version in Spanish in Poemas Caribeños, por Luis S. González-Acevedo–



 

Poem… the caravan

i stand with the caravan…


the caravan

–december 1, 2018–

springfield, ohio, usa

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

the caravan is humanity
each migrant = a person
each person = a reflection of God’s divinity.

how quickly history is forgotten
untaught, conveniently ignored
delusions of self-grandeur misbegotten
a willed ignorance without reward.

the caravan was not born in 2018
Guatemala, Honduras, El Salvador…
these poor victims are guilty of nothing
because the caravan was born on foreign shores.

migrations forced by corporations
and the selfish, imperial interventions
of a so-called developed nation.
hopefully, you remember now…

the political bill has reached the table
Lady Justice has served it: time to pay the debt
the history itemized is not a fable:
facts the God you say you serve will not forget.


just in case you need it…
…but Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of heaven belongs.” NRSV, Matthew 19:14


the caravan will appear in a future book of poems and stories (release date | July 2020)–



 

Poem… Mortal Humanity


Mortal Humanity

(translation|modification of Mortal Humanidad)

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

Human mortality is certain!
Our life begins, flows and ends…
We assume the world was world,
is world and will be,
that the earth replenishes and germinates.


–You can find the poem in Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo or the original version in Spanish in Poemas Caribeños, por Luis. S. González-Acevedo–


 

Poem… A Child

A Child

(translation|modification of Un Niño)

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

The sun submerges into a sea of wheat.
Torrents of milk skim the mountaintops.
If winter strikes, we show off our coats.
As the day dies, a beautiful horizon is born.

Our planet offers so much abundance.
Anything superfluous and dispensable, we discard.
Our “love” is a native of Hell
because it doesn’t feel the misery in the world.
Instead, we steal the earth’s wealth and abundance.

A fragile child staggers.
She falls and curls up, suffering.
A desperate mother falls upon her,
murdered by the world that let her die.


–You can find the poem in Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo–


 

Poem: Mortal Humanity

Poem: Mortal Humanity (translation of Mortal Humanidad)

Selected Verses:

Mortal Humanity

(translation of Mortal Humanidad)
by Luis S. González-Acevedo

Human mortality is certain!
Our life begins, flows and ends…
We assume the world was world,
is world and will be,
that the earth replenishes and germinates.

 

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