Santiago
Are there secrets
placed within your heart
from which your soul won't part?
Do they bring delight?
Are there parts of you
You choose to hide?
For fear of pride
Or for love of hatred?
Do you play your tricks
To self amuse?
Or perhaps rendevous
With past time memories?
Are you Santiago
For the beautiful words that spill
From your tongue at your will?
Or is it your past...
Your past which plays you the trickster?