NO CHOICE
When acceptance
authorizing the desire
the death of another,
I see less
my own thorns,
hill more.
Perhaps, then,
there is a dungeon
the tinkling souls ...
A concern
moving on.
And in a similar ruthlessness,
my ego is well pleased.
In a flash ...
An hour is gone.
[Paullo Phirmo, 2009]
When acceptance
authorizing the desire
the death of another,
I see less
my own thorns,
hill more.
Perhaps, then,
there is a dungeon
the tinkling souls ...
A concern
moving on.
And in a similar ruthlessness,
my ego is well pleased.
In a flash ...
An hour is gone.
[Paullo Phirmo, 2009]
naty:
lindo poema!
biglove:
oieee, muitooo obrigada!
