No Time to Cry

No Time to Cry

A Poem by Mauricio Montoya
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over war

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No Time to Cry

 

I was looking down the devils throat as he looked up at me.

He said, boy look to the east and tell me what you see.

For three wise men, come with tales of war.

But today they came with something, I've never seen before.

 

I wandered in a battle field, soon someone said.

As the rain came down, move a head.

A puddle of mud was my bed,

As I laid there and thought of what was said.

 

I cross a river that was blood red,

A short word with a friend, now lays dead.

No time to cry, for tears I've bled.

The three wise men the truth they said.

 

I try to run, no place to hide.

I've search for truth in those who lie.

If it wasn't for my pride I’d stop and cry

For I know one day I shall surely die.

 

As I walked on the trail that lead nowhere.

I stop to look up towards the sky

To finally realize to my surprise

The answer I seek was deep inside.

 

 

But the sounds of war started to ring

As a cold wind swept over me.

While the angels began to sing

It took one bullet to set me free,

And this is a farewell story of destiny.

 

By Mauricio Montoya


© 2013 Mauricio Montoya



Author's Note

Mauricio Montoya
I wrote this for a friend who had survived the Vietnam war only to get shot in this country over a trivial dispute.


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A sad circumstance Mauricio. You wrote powerfully. I feel a surging of strength in your writing lately. All the concepts and themes you've express here are elegantly defined and presented. You have acted as a conduit of spirit and essence here, take pride in this piece.

Posted 6 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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A sad tribute to an old friend. Valentine

Posted 1 Year Ago


An excellent tribute to your friend, Mauricio. Your words convey the emotion and imagery. A few grammar corrections for clarity-"I crossed a river that was blood red."
"I've searched for truth in those who lied."
" As I walked on the trail that led nowhere,
I stopped to look up toward the sky
and finally realized to my surprise
the answer I sought was deep inside.

The irony of this is so bizarre, I know it's real.


Posted 1 Year Ago


This poem is tramatic and sorrowful, You can feel the wornder and sadness in each line you've written, a wonderful tribute to your lost friend..

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You're friend has such a tragic story. Maybe it's just means that war is practically everywhere so even you escape one, you're always bound to get caught in another. I love the last two lines of this poem. So very powerful. I've never equated bullet to freedom, but now that I see it, I think it pretty much conveys the word.

Keep Writing. ^___^

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Really great write.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this was a awesome poem and tribute for your friend. Strange how they survived the war, only to come home and be killed over something trivial. A soldier was killed here the same way, he had bought a new truck after surviving three terms in Iraq only to come home and be killed by his fellow American. And your poem only shows that this is only the beginning of senseless deaths south of the border!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a sad poem with descriptions that make you feel as if you are laying on the battlefield. this poem tells a dark tale. It is so sad that you make it threw war and the return home only to get shot here where it is suppose to be safe. You have captured your emotions so clearly and cleverly that your readers feel as if you are taking this journey with the narrator in the story.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A sad circumstance Mauricio. You wrote powerfully. I feel a surging of strength in your writing lately. All the concepts and themes you've express here are elegantly defined and presented. You have acted as a conduit of spirit and essence here, take pride in this piece.

Posted 6 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

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a very intricately woven so called thought chef =)

sighhhhh

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

war is such a terrible thing.... i'm sorry that you lost your friend. i am sure he would have been honored that you wrote about him.
wonderful writing!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Mauricio Montoya
Mauricio Montoya

Petaluma, CA



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Love to draw and cook from time to time, when I'm not drawing I’ll write poems. My favorite poet is Edgar Allen Poe. more..

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