Steven Aragon Poems

In the physical form
My mother is great
From the day I was born
She kept me straight
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My mind is playing like a broken record
I cannot turn it off
Even when I am sound asleep
I am still thinking thoughts
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There are bigger things in life than what I tend to write about
Likekids going to sleep at nite with no food in their mouth
Waking up to no light and seeing no way out
So they resort to crime to let their world shine
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Streaming thoughts rage through
the mind and the body, drowning the soul

Like white water rapids
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Sitting in silence, the
awareness of timlessness,
starts to silence these
unspoken word screaming
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I have yet to find
A substance substantial enough
For me to submerge in,
Like a subdued submarine, I
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Follow me flow
As I embark on this road of poetry
That has now become my trek through spirtuality
As I use my philosopy to fulfill my destiny
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I have high hopes that reach beyond these homes
In which at times dwell in sorrow
I have high hopes that reach beyond these skies
In which the sun rises, enlightening the new tomorrow
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Sometimes it’s this, sometimes it’s that
Is it all one and the same or one of a kind?

Sometimes it’s black, sometimes it’s white
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I spark this light inside my mind that ignites my body with a fiery passion that scorches my soul
That is a story left untold because you would never grasp the eternal truth I hold
You must open your eyes and realize that everthing is a blessing in disguise
Before you go around boarding down this door that I unlocked for this world
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