Mom

You can call her mom
you can make her your mom
but not let her act like one 

In winter night

Not long ago 
in winter night
Not gone my love 
close to my heart
Not dark but bright
the single eye above
Not blinking but staring

as if to talk to me

Not long did I see 

behind my back

Not in a haste 

slowly following

Not making any sound

I turned my back

Not to get hurt or abducted

I entered the room peeping through the window

Not like anything 

I have ever known

Not above but below the roof

close to the green street

Not anywhere 

but the streets of Yandell 

Are we at war?

It is 11.08 pm and on the street of Arizona 
the sound of an aircraft is all I hear
are we at war? 

It was 9:00 pm and on the street of Mesa 

it flew so low

at roof level even below

It was after 2:00 pm and before 3: 00 pm

and heard the rumors of war

in the air go to and fro 

It was my first winter night

she flew so close to the green street

eyes bright slowly behind

It was from Yandel to Mundy

they destroy my network

they shake the earth under my feet

It is all he wants to ask

are we at war and with whom?

yes with him and his verses

El Pass VI

he loves him not
and hides it
and says otherwise

El Pass V

He hangs in many parts divided
you wish that they perish 
yet expect them your praises to sing  

El Pass IV

If you are with him
it will be forever
hating or loving and not both

El Pass III

If you are with her
you are for her
and never against her

El Pass II

He loves her 

and shows it

and says it

El Pass I

She loves her
and can't say it
but show it

Wait not for another

wait not for one more
when all you need is you

when going back to start over

might be painful

might be disgraceful

the end matters more 

wait not for another more

What are we?

We are all strangers

marching on to a place unknown

I met you already here

Am I a stranger to you

But there ...

Where you will also go

and find me already there

I am no stranger

The mark I bear

is it the mark I now bear?

A message went out

without any reply

A call fell on live ears

and none paid heed to pick

A song of death was announced

and she did not hear the phrase: "my condolences"

And they that keep their promises of hope

shall have the heavens renew their strength

Inauguration

Come master builder come

Through to the end be the guide

Come fountain of love come

The upwell of terror and hate hide

Come from far and near come

That the dream of Amerigha be seen

Blessed be Amerigha oh blessed

Let every tongue and tribe resing

Thanksgiving

Should it not be more than the turkey tale
Should it not be a full gorgeous gratitude 

For that eye that once looked at you gaily

For that heart that sealed the peaceful pact

The head that helped you on that fateful day

The mind from which floweth all his grace

Above all this, his ever flowing fountain of love

All of which thou ought to be grateful all thy day

Should he be gone ...

Should he be gone before you realise it

Should it be late for you to beat your thigh

Ahead in the ripeness of time 

Awaits what er will betide 

In the darkness of the night

Nor above, in the fullest of the single eye 

If not now or soon, it might be someday

If you don't think twice

If you don't deal justly

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