Ma Eugenia Carrasco

One of these days I’ll let down everything for freedom:
What are you saying? You’re crazy!
Why?
You can’t be that insensitive?
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As a bird, as any other animal, in need ofcaress,
Protection,
Fire,
Tenderness,
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To eat something and feel satisfied,
Knowing that many of my brothers starve to death and misery,
Make me feel a lump in the throat and
Remorse to feel good,
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A sunny day with clear blue sky it was,
When a neglected-looking child came to me,
And with a face of sadness and uncertainty,
He told me his short story, big for his age.
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You are my friend,
Because when I am sador
I share my stuff with you, you hear me
And take my sides.
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She is the most important thing in my life,
For her I live, because of her am I.
Without her, my life would be nothing and I’d be alone in the infinite.
For her I must keep going and not die trying.
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Thinking in her makes a lump grows in my throat.
Thinking of her makes my soul hurts.
I do not want to disturb her happiness, her joy and,
Yet, I feel I do.
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Despite all we lived and passed through together, I always hoped someday everything will change. Now, how childish and ironic all this results to be;
“All that starts wrong ends wrong”; as say seasoned people, but I never took it too seriously, ignorant I was, for this would never happen to me. How wrong I was.
Thinking that I could set upright a fallen tree, I wanted to use new ground to sow again, no matter it cost my own life, despite the shame implied being at his side; I thought with my love, perseverance, patience and kindness would be enough; how wrong I was.
At the sight of the weeds around him, I tried again, begging God, for mercy, do not let what I sowed die.
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Saton my coach, I imagine what would happen if I took a knife and cut in two parts my heart.
Probably the pain I feel
Won’t be seen in it; however,
It will still beat in the deep of my feelings.
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Son, I wished I had you in my belly,
What a bad trick did life to me.
I cannot, son, I can’t feel you,
This huge pain, I kept it inside me.
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It must have harmed you
When I came and
Caused frustration.

Forgive Me Father,
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I feel your presence and in this very same time
I know I do not own my own mind,
Neither my body nor myself.

For when you’d know it, if it is that you could ever,
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You! You are guilty of the wrinkles you’ve got on the face,
This pure and lovely face.
Yet, are you really guilty?

Little seamstress, you! Or the society
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My love, what about your life,
I can’t even forget you in my lonely nights,
Nor our special moments together.

Remember is so harmful and so difficult to forget
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I saw you and,
It was like a lightning through my body.

As if all I lived until now wasnothing;
Strange feeling that I can’t decipher until now.
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