Give Me Light
By Luis Berriozabal

 

You give me
light when I
feel blue. You
give me fish
when I feel
hunger. Drunk
with light and
fish for my
belly, I
give you thanks
and all of
my love. You
give me hope,
the keys to
paradise.
I pick the
rose to give
to you. I
leave my heart
for you to
contemplate.
I have no
control. No
one should. It
is fate, luck,
how things go.

 

 

When Life Was Better

 

The weight of the world
is brutal. I crumbled under
its weight already. It is
of no use to get up in
the morning unless you
want to hear the sounds
of the sweet birds to remind
you when life was better,
when there was a life you
wanted to go back to.
In childhood you were carefree.
The world formed alliances
with the heaviness of words
and its bad actors who would
crush you until the day you died.

 

 

Luis Berriozabal from US was born in Mexico, Luis and lives in California. He works in the mental health field. His recent poems have appeared in Blue Collar Review, Borderless Journal, Mad Swirl, and Unlikely Stories.