Embuster Channel... Poem by John F. Bisner Ureña.

Wicked anguish breaks the
needy heart of a soul
twin that without spirit hides
lonely among the scum of shadows
damn who bite stab the existence
of a susceptible Being...

Sad eyes water in torrents
for the pale face that walks
crestfallen over the ailments
that a tired body drags daily...

Deep feeling of helplessness
makes the conscience stunned and
without words of encouragement for
the cravings that hang heavy on a back
full of breathless sins for everyday longings
that hermits walk frivolously to misery...

Blossoms of life take me to the fruit of love
and without fear teach me to love without betraying,
do not debase my pristine and fragile existence any more,
let me enjoy the splendid brightness of the stars,
scoundrel and vile liar wrapped in lies in disguise
that damn tiptoe you come stab me and leave...

John Bisner Ureña.