HATE UNDER THE PEACE


My Poetry:

Los Restos de un Humano

The moments are already gone,
 but the memories won’t go.
 The lost souls from the forgotten don’t seem to come back.
 
 I once had a father. Before no one knew, he just forgot.
 He forgot he had a son. He pretended it never happened.
 
 I once travelled and I got lost.
 I walked parts of the world.
 I walked around many seas. I walked in some streets.
 
 I once asked for a wish. A wish that turned into a nightmare.
 I wanted to have parents. I wanted the love of a family.
 
 I once thought not to be. But escaping is never the answer.
 And even if wars get over the peace, 
 there’s no reason to wish not to be.
 
 Now, I just think only one thing.
 End this misery, which makes me feel incomplete.
 This crazy idea, the idea to be,
 to have my childhood back and once again be a kid.
 The happy kid as I never was.
 Time took my dream,
 now I’m alone as I’ve always been. 

2009. Adric Ceneri. All right reserved. 
 

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