By Alex DeJesus
No friends
No Luck
No strength
No bucks
No poker face
No shirt of lace
No admiring fan
No attractive tan
No good at bluffing
No nothing
Reality What is fiction What is real Whose to say Who makes the seal Who can tell What is and isn't Who can claim What did and didn't Who is smart Enough to see What is and isn't Reality Alex
What is fiction
What is real
Whose to say
Who makes the seal
Who can tell
What is and isn't
Who can claim
What did and didn't
Who is smart
Enough to see
Reality
Alex
Why Can’t Gold Ever Stay? Why can’t gold ever stay? How can good just go away? Why are petals just good an hour? Why must food like fruit go sour? Why must love lead into pain? Why must promise be in vain? How can love for life just pass? How does our will leave our grasp? So why does gold never stay? Maybe our tears washed it away. Alexandro H. De Jesus
The girl in red shoes Roll out that carpet Look! Here she comes Who knows were she’s been Where are they from? So tall and bright With those sparkles too Happy as light The girl in red shoes Seeing the sights Being one as well She’s a good actor I can just tell What’s her new gossip? Tell me what’s new! Strutting around The girl in red shoes Is she good at singing? She sure makes a scene Keeping her figure So fresh and clean All the girls loathe her Full of their rue But she doesn’t care That girl in red shoes
Rattlesnake Deep inside the fiery sand Within this drained forsaken land Laying in his dusty bed With diamond back and spaded head He leaves his dark and shadowed lair As quiet as a midnight prayer To seek out quick and silent kills And disappear into the hills
Outer Space Alexandro H. De Jesus Blackness full of fire A city of dark light A mystery that can’t be solved An endless falling night With lands of many colors And life so unique Some are single minded Others tend to seek The other life on other lands You’ll see them passing by In their giant flying ships And cities in the sky But what lies beyond the lights A mystery to be found Darkness worth a thousand nights The grave of light and sound
The bully that lives down the street pulls my hair like crazy He punches me in the eye so hard Everything looks all hazy The bully that lives down the street Even goes to my school He always shoots spit balls at me And breaks all the other rules The bully that lives down the street Beats up the boys in gym He hits us with the ball on purpose And makes us all feel grim
The bully that lives down the street Gives us wedgies until we cry But when I punched him in the face I felt quite satisfied
El Cafeito
