When in the hospitals
The screams of pain arise
And they all move together
To break against the window
When the girls look at you
Those who live in the streets
Making their living in prostitution
Coming to your door but not inside.
When in each Abbey
After questions and answers
Implying to establish a time
The expression of novices wonder.
Although they are not lost
The features of your hands
When they look for the pills
Made up by milligrams
They do not give up
Like the reality of fishermen
As the evening effort of the bricklayers
And the smell of food prepared by some mothers
And however there is something
That without forgiving anything
Seems to reconcile everything
It exists without conscious demand
Making the mystery of expectation.
When the hand of two enemies
Are shaken under a false smile
And millions of people are involved in it
Without having the possibility to express
When you turn your around
From someone you wanted to embrace so much
Making the fingers of the victim
The blades that will tear your heart
When the most cherished
For being the most protected
Becomes eternally fragile
It ends broken by the action of cruelty
Tears are not forgotten
Those you poured by someone who lived
And you did not suffer his departure
But the impossibility to retain him
They are not lost with any excuse
As the goat giving birth to twins
Or the water bordering the mountains
Accepting what exists to change it
And anyway there is enough
To dismiss all controversy
And without postponing or canceling it
Like a coincidence of beats in two hearts
Although they never reflected each other.
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