Reach out

The greatest blessing
I have found,
to help another
off the ground.
Exposing many,
to new sounds.
Creating new views,

all around.

Extending my hand
to fix needs,
makes me feel useful,
guaranteed.
To watch that person
then exceed,
admiring them as
they succeed.


Assist another,
both have won,
to shine as brightly
as the Sun.
Good deeds can never
come undone.
When we remember

we are one.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Blue Boy

Living his life like a dream.
Waiting for his day of luck.
Searching the garbage for food.
Working the streets for a buck
.

His face wears a permanent tear in his eye.
His smile is unsure, mixed with hope and pride
.

Exhausted by living
a life full of torture.
Holds on to his talent,
and soon finds exposure
.

A future so wealthy
it gives him a ride.
It changes his walk
he now learns to stride.
With fame and with fortune
held close to his side,
his confidence risen
no reason to hide
.

He fights to accept what he has in him.
A void and unrest that keeps his heart dim
.

A lesson he gathered
was obviously shown
as money is useful
but not for his throne


– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Nobody

Dancing to
the sounds of raindrops,
while they flood my
washed up shoes.
I can hear as
bells are ringing,
people run to
pay their dues.

I resist
but can not hide
as a tear
reaches my eye.
Sway around
move to the rhythm
of the droplets
falling down.

Failed to stop
I keep on moving
as my clothes
feel like the lake.
Never felt
exhilaration
crash so hard
my body shakes.

Bitting hard
pierced my own lip
thanks to hope
received a chance.
Felt a stillness
taking over
making this
my final dance.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


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