Poems by Steve Lewis (a.k.a. Latin Gorilla

Today I kneel in front of the true and living God! If you don’t believe in the words I preach, give me a minute. Are you not the one the newborn cries for to be nurtured and loved? See, you are God! Can you understand that you are the true foundation and backbone to every man and family? See, you are God! Aren’t you the one who teaches knowledge, wisdom, understanding, morals—and subtlety—to the children? You are God! Because when nurtured and loved you bring forth the meaning of life, the understanding. I would like to beg for your forgiveness, for the physical and mental scars my forefathers placed on your back. Please bless us with a smile and illuminate the skies.

Steve Lewis (a.k.a. Latin Gorilla)

The streets are crying because another soul has been lost to the corner. Old-timers call it the infamous School of Hard Knocks. So many have graduated, moved on, and gotten their Master’s— become scholars with degrees and titles in this industry we call life. Doctors, pharmaceutical owners, producers, directors of adult entertainment and drama flicks that kept us on the edge of our seats. We all take part in this cooperation. As actors, or actresses, or extras. So many of the actors and actresses made their names, but not on the Big Screen. You’ve probably heard of them! On every corner, block, and even borough. It’s sad to say that these names mostly ring bells behind forty-foot walls and gates with barbed wire. We all wish upon a star. Someday we will see the light! I just wish Peter would pick up his pants and Jane would stop doing those crazy things.

Steve Lewis (a.k.a. Latin Gorilla)

This morning I woke up dripping in my own sweat. At first, I swore it was the dream I just had, but then I thought to myself it could not have been, because I just had a good time with some off-the-wall freaky sex! So I closed my eyes and a few minutes later I jumped out of my sleep to that familiar voice. I got out of bed and took a peek under it. But there was no one there. (It must be the drugs.) So I went to the bathroom to wash up and brush my teeth. As I threw water on my face, I heard that voice once again. As I looked into the mirror, it was my soul with tears in his eyes, chanting those words over and over again: I wish you would die! My face flushed to a pale color and the tears cascaded out of both my eyes. I glanced at the mirror again, just to see my past, present, and future! It was like something out of The Twilight Zone. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Then the movie stopped, with me standing in the bathroom— a bright light flashed and fear ran through my body. It leaned over and whispered in my ear, If you keep living recklessly you will never have no rest!

Steve Lewis (a.k.a. Latin Gorilla)