Time and Prophecy

by Antonio Sousa
July.24/2011

Part I - About my fears

From this hour and forth
I promise to have happiness
To laugh and love and pray
And cry only when faced with madness

From this day and beyond
I shall be remembered as the liar
The one who tried to wear the mask
The one who failed in life

Maybe after next week
I won't be called the poet
Instead they shall ignore the rest
Of my writings, not even put me to the test

In a month or so
When life is easier and more calm
When sun, water and light will be my fellows
Maybe things will get tender and mellow


Part II - About my love for David T. Jackson

After a year trying hard, I shall surpass
The odds of living here in Canada
The cold and rich land of no ancestry
The bold move of life I call agony

A decade shall we meet, hand in hand
And through tempest, snow, wind or sand
We will conquer it all, this I shall grant

A hundred will be the number of your years
I shall be old and grey: 73
The mark of our love will still be seem

Millenniums and light years will make us old
But sad will be the day that all our folks
Forget we are a story to be told.

Honor & Justice, Pain & Despair

Stupidity and bad behavior
The will to do everything wrong
Following the rules when it is
Convenient or fun

All shall be ignored,
But the convenient truth
Selective hearing will be
The skill they will mostly use

I shall pass intact,
With my soul as pure as ice
Your select lies won't bruise
My heart or arms

The spear I carry on my back
Honor & Justice I chose to call
A silver tongued demon won't
Last when it's shield is poison raw

The battle won't be fierce,
But short and fair played
How could a weak creature
Even stand a chance?

It can't. It is weak.
And once and for all
Pain and despair it shall meet.

It will be left alone
To die on the battlefield
And when all the stars die
Will curse the pain it feels

It won't be judged on fire
It will feel the light instead
The lies it has been telling
Will fulfill the curse I place:

"For a hundred years it will be locked
The gates of paradise it shall see
But the pleasures the paradise offers
It won't be allowed to touch, taste or hear"

And that is what I chose for you
- The demon who hides the truth -
By the end of a hundred years
You shall perish and then be set free.


Honor & Justice, Pain & Despair
Antonio Sousa
May.21/2011

Hate & Anger

To be the bigger and better person
And do the right thing
Usually lands in bad results
Not for this company, for me.

But for next time now I know:
Just be an asshole
Let them single handed
Do the work of us all

There is not a cup half full
There will be no companionship
'Cause the knife you stuck in my back
I will deliver back to you

My Putrid Soul

- to Don Leblac -



To bring death to my lips
and claim it back as if it was yours
is like singing a bunch of shit
to a kid you claim you once loved

Don't bring me pain or jealousy
or even think of promise love
what you have is what I will take:
Just sex and drugs and rock and roll

I met you once, or maybe twice
And on those times you gave me that:
Just what I want and a little more
I will take it and give you no regrets

Don't promise me more,
Don't be so sweet.
What I take I won't give back

What you give is pure and free
What I take I won't give back

I am like a child, a putrid soul
I will have sex and love and more
You are a dream, a cute (my) boy
But what you give is my, no throws.

Please stay away, and close to me
Don't stay so close, stay right here
What I want I can't define
Give back what never was once mine.

My Perfect Sin

I love my smell
After a shower
So I can't help
But touch myself

It is manhood and cleaniness
It is soap, water and naughtiness
I get all roused up
With the feel of my skin

The fresh scent of showering
The smell from your manhood
Touches and wispers of a fair skin
Was dirty and now it is clean

I like it when you're fresh
So I can lick your body hair
And run my nose through your complexity
Smelling every inch of your perfect sin.

Happiness wil be my revolution!

It is like when you are a kid and your mom tells you not to do something, then you do it even though you know it is

wrong but you don't wanna tell her because you don't wanna hurt her feelings, why? Because you love her.
So why did you do it in the first place? I guess it is a human need for adventure and rule-braking.
If your mom tells you not to do something OF COURSE you are going to do it. That is how it works, right?
I apologize for all the mistakes and wrong doings, and swear that life will flow naturally on it's patterns of

reclusion, refusion and conclusions.
I never managed to be sober on my doings and follow the voice in your head that says "Dude, don't". Something tells

me... well, Something is a really annoying person.
The human nature that did indeed lead us to evolution must have dissipated through out the years of holocaust and

butchery, cause I have none left. Human kind have none left. We are left to each other's solely mercy, which

doesn't help because humans tend to be inhumans, totally merciless.
So why, I ask you, why do we insist on the same mistakes of breaking people thrust. Is it to assure that there was

thrust in there in the first place? Well, but now there is none, so you conclude it wasn't really really there, was

just a pretend thrust.
Well, dude, I have bad news for you: You are the one who doesn't thrust.
Yes, I know, life is hard and cruel. But it has been like that forever and with everybody, you are not the only

one. So stop crying, go find a job, a boyfriend, leave your parents house and get happy.
Yeah, sometimes you need help from alcohol or movies or something else to remember what is it to be happy, but you

know what? So what?!
As long as you can remember and feel happiness, I say it is ok.
Nobody is happy all the time, that would be even stupid to say because everybody knows it is impossible.
Sadness is there to remind you of how good happiness is and why you sleep everynight with the same person who may

not produce pleasant smells during the night, but he makes you happy.
And that is something worth fighting and living for.
Now that you found the person who brings you happiness, maybe you should bring him happiness.
Be his knight in a shiny armor.

Let happiness be, against the world, your revenge.

- Antonio Sousa
November.29/2010

A Bohemian Rhapsody

A Bohemian Rhapsody
by Antonio Sousa

In November 24th will be 19 years since Freddy Mercury has left the stage. Another one among so many victims of AIDS. I was 4 years old when he died and I am pretty sure that when it happened it didn't really meant anything to me. But what Freddie means to me nowadays is way beyond a rock singer.

He is a symbol, a standard, a martyr, if you wish, in the fight against prejudice.

Althought he was the only rock singer ever to have an audience of 72.000 people (Live Aid, 1985) to sing, clap and swing in unison, Mercury still shows at the 18th position as the most influent rock singer in a list of 100 created by the Rolling Stones Magazine.

His voice would go from an E2 to a F5, do you know of any other rock singer who can do the same?

Freddie Mercury is a symbol in the fight against prejudice, having his life always under speculation about his sexual “preferences”. One time, a reporter asked him "So how about being bent? " by NME in December 1974, Mercury replied "You're a crafty cow. Let's put it this way, there were times when I was young and green. It's a thing schoolboys go through. I've had my share of schoolboy pranks. I'm not going to elaborate further." A writer for a gay online newspaper felt that audiences may have been overly naive about the matter: " with shows that he used to be bullyed when a kid.

Even his band, when he suggested the name Queen, were no so cooperative in the beginning.

Some months ago I was watching TV and zapping through the channels when I stopped for some seconds at an interview with Adam Lambert saying how he was a “singer and not A gay, that is why I don't get involved into the gay community. Here I am an artist, without gender” and I got SO pissed off.

The only reason why you can wear eye mascara, black nails and be openly gay for the world, mr. Lambert, is because the gay community even before you start thinking about existing was fighting for YOUR right to be what you want to be. It is because of Freddie Mercury was in the stage dressed in the way he wanted, expressing his style, the same one you find so modern but he was already showing 30 years ago.

I begun to listen to Queen because my mother used to buy the Cds, she always loved Freddie Mercury. I don't think that she understands what he means to me, the power he has and how the attitude he had decades ago change the world and started a mental revolution for that generation. But makes me happy that she likes Queen and I never heard a word of prejudice from her.

Alas, when I was search for a Freddie picture to put as my profile at facebook, there was a picture of him saying “Freddie Mercury: gayer than a bag of dicks”. In other words, prejudice is alive and burning.

Maybe it is not even the fact that Fraddie Mercury was gay that bothers so many people, but the fact he was free, the fact he said, did and wore what he wanted. A free mind.

I love you, Freddie Mercury, for everything you represents.

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