Luis Estable Poems
The Hell (An Epigram
The hell that gives pleasure
Is taken for a heaven.
The homosexual goes down,
And the abuser touches the child.
Sonnet # 72
Please, understand that you were born to be
Where softness is; give kisses very sweet.
And you were made to be better than free
With gentleness and grace for eyes to meet.
So, then, why some distorted want your role?
That this offends the maker who knows best.
The woman is to be the flower-soul,
And then the man his strength let be the nest.
How beautiful is life when things in place: