CONCHITA´S THOUGHTS

AFTERNOON, THE DAYS, THE
DEATH


Evening is falling
prelude to another day being born
spend days and days without feeling

A  child sudenly in silence
feels old too soon
die inadvertently if death touches him

Short life use to be
too short for being happy
soon passes, the years till old age

It is not short for the suffering
endless days when wanting to die
the years leading up to the desired end.




sleepless Nights


I led like a sleepwalker awake
nights and sleepless nights

It is tired of this traffic
that leaves you love and live

Grim darkness of the night
in darkness and loneliness

I thought never opened the curtain
that my whole being give some clarity

Clarity or truth is what craved
night after sleepless night I see the clarear


The day dawns and nothing else
think it gives the same shadows at night

Dawning day brings no reality
everything is repeated, again and again, 

Gives all the same.

BE FOOLISH

Man, woman, foolish in search of pleasure
and death seek anxious nonstop
from birth

there is another world, another life to overcome
there prize then, punishment for such pleasure
who knows ?, will be your merit

if something we soon would change
our daily behavior, tireless, selfish would
change the evil for good?




OTHER BUSINESS


Because if the Lord thy hand formed body
let you offense, because
why GOD

and if the blow and create the body you gave understanding
which is why Lord, that drives us
to lose judgment and reason?

land emotion enjoyment gives us
joy, pleasure, tantísima amazing feeling
never think of salvation?

Lord, your light we need
for our good work, forgetting vain pleasure
and dying calm our eyes closed.



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