AGONY
There were dry leaves on the ground...
The time was hot but my face was cold
And my body was wet by drops of sweat.
A great anguish took care of my thoughts...
I wanted to speak something but I couldn’t
Hear any words from me... I was doped!
Suddenly I could feel some tears in my eyes.
Yes! I was crying but I couldn’t understand
The reason of this...Would I be mad? I thought.
There weren’t any troubles in my life. I was free!
Then I saw a deep hole around me. Much sand.
Near this sand there were some crows waiting...
But waiting what? What was it happening?
A funeral music splashed sounds in my ears,
So I understood that I was dying in that moment!
By Ivan de Oliveira Melo
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