A text collected in my book of poetry. A writing that addressed me.
A poem accompanied by a song still valid, which can not be ignored in a world oppressed, yet beautiful to those who watch, observe, talk but be quiet.
A poem accompanied by a song still valid, which can not be ignored in a world oppressed, yet beautiful to those who watch, observe, talk but be quiet.
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Freedom
On my school notebooks
On my school notebooks
on my desk and trees
On the sand on the snow
I write your name
On all pages read
On all white pages
Pierre blood paper or ash
I write your name
On the golden images
On Arms warriors
On the crown of kings
I write your name
On the jungle and the desert
Of the nests on the broom
On the echo of my childhood
I write your name
On the wonders of the night
on white bread for days
On the season brides
I write your name
On all my blue cloths
sun on the pond musty
On Moon Lake alive
I write your name
On fields on the horizon
On the wings of birds
And the mill shadows
I write your name
On each breath of dawn
On the sea on boats
On the mountain insane
I write your name
On the foam of clouds
On the sweat of the storm
On the rain and thick bland
I write your name
On the glass surprises
On the lips attentive
High above the silence
write Your name
On my shelters destroyed
collapsed on my headlights
On the walls of my boredom
I write your name
On absence without desires
On naked solitude
On the death marches
I write your name
On Health back
The risk disappeared
On hope without memory
I write your name
And by the power of a word
I'm starting my life
I was born to know you
To call you
Liberty.
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