From a freind
I do not write poetry out of distr…
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
He had been Up on the hills For some time He was seeing Through a haze
I can hear hear frank sinatras fly… I can see the old timers smile I can see the boys huddle Planning schemeing and dreaming I can hear the pirates acordion on…
Para aser las cosas bien el homre…
Listen with calm and joy Listen with happiness ...his story is a tragedy There is joy there is pain There is beauty there is darkness
Drink..!..man!..drink! For some men! After these nights! Better they think!....
Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers
The stars brightly shown perhaps Wisdom had been sprinkling the sky to calm the ones in the night who were looking ...searching....the mountains around giants full with life aromas, and...
Little bird, little bird Out side my window On the bobwire fence Fly away, fly away The beauty!..
At night they say he was calm His gaze lost.... He was in love.. The stars.. The moon
Ah!..san diego!.....the city the gem tucked between mountain and sea where men of honor are made where strength is born in cultured people of immpeccable intent work is hard work is hon...
If ever I am vain I will be slain If ever I lie I will die If ever I disrespect
I think ill sit alone for awhile To call upon Wisdom so that my eyes might open Perhaps calm will come then And I will forget
