Maybe because I prefer to be his pupil forever,

sometimes I don’t find myself having thoughts of my own

nor do I adventure to live in a new world,

different of this one you have always given us.

This is a world that enchants and leaves us comfortable,

and, with exceptions we always deplore,  

once we follow what we were taught,

we have had happy times,

bright dawns and superb afternoons.

Not that we are tired, dissatisfied or incredulous,

with the roadmap you have given us since long ago.  

Would it be ill-advised to ask you to touch the hearts

and minds of some of our fellow ones, those adverse

to the good coexistence and human fraternity?

Those who seem to take pleasure in transgressing

and circumventing the laws you and we have enacted?

You know they are always postponing and making unfeasible

the path we have tried to follow, which will lead us, one day,

to the land you promised, where flow abundantly honey

and milk, and evil never finds shelter.

This poem and all others at this blog, authored by Edilson Afonso Ferreira ©