Osvaldo Roman Cerda

Rookie (September 27,1991 / Los Angeles, California)

True Family - Poem by Osvaldo Roman Cerda

The day ascends the night descends,
A gentle breeze flows with the night's ghost
Sinister laughs are brought by the night’s host,
Who’s Christian minds speak holiness but utter incest.
Family they were; united as stone but the recent
Bite that left behind a fiery fight.
The family’s youth and old who fought with might.
The brother in law of the father, who caused the pain to the one flowery decent,
The one who shares kinship blood has been hit with a ball of hate.
This moment which we all deeply regret.
The victim’s loved ones have no laughter but are left with sorrow.
They cry tears that will not change the past since its too late.
The perpetrator laughs knowing that he became great.
All we can do is wait for the morrow.

Comments about True Family by Osvaldo Roman Cerda

  • (8/5/2008 5:01:00 PM)

    I have to recommend this but it is a hard write that was done here. And a hard
    wrong that is written about. The merit here is in the subject, not the writing.
    I don't envy the writer.

    (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (3/31/2008 3:48:00 PM)

    I really like ur poem (Report) Reply

Read all 2 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 27, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 27, 2008

[Report Error]