Poetry

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By

Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal

Boisterous Fools

Boisterous fools get too loud

for their own good. The louder

they talk the louder their lies.

Those who want something

to believe in so bad follow

the boisterous fools at their

own peril. Before they know it

they have been fleeced of their

vote with empty promises and

nothing to show for. Embarrassed.

they double down on their sad

mistake and follow the boisterous

fools to the end of their nightmare.

From Darkness to Light

The powers that be

carry a desolate heart

and a voice of destruction.

In record time they tear

down. The lies spread

with unbelievable speed.

They bring death to clarity

and darkness to light.

When memory dies

we will all be in dire straits.

The wolves wear a mask

and soon they will feast.

We will go down in flames

and the sun will set forever.

Some People Are Never Happy

No matter what, some people are never happy,

sitting behind their castle walls, they stew and

plot. Their brains are feeble and their hearts

are cold. Their vice is misery and they live to

spread their misery to all. They like a bad joke.

They love to retell it again and again.  When

you enter their world you feel the gloom and

doom.  It is hard for them to smile.  They can’t

do it. They can’t smile.  They reek of hatred

and corruption.  The modest people need to

be on guard or be the victims of bloodbaths.

In the world’s history, these people rule with

an iron fist.  You will not find warmth of

sweetness in them. It is not in their blood.

Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal

Luis was born in Mexico. He lives in California and works in the mental health field in Los Angeles CA. His first book of poetry, Raw Materials, was published by Pygmy Forest Press. Kendra Steiner Editions published his latest poetry chapbook, Make the Light Mine. His poems have appeared in Blue Collar Review, Counterpunch, and Unlikely Stories.