Sometimes world conspires against me,

but people ignore that my path,

It has already been marked,

in all its twists and turns,

and in its different times,

with the sign of victory and success,

over everyone and everything.

Those who have been foreseen to engage with me,    

they arrived coated with that fraternal communion,   

which incites forgiveness and understanding,

and precedes the blossoming of love, flame

that ignites and warms all human coexistence.

Destinies that intersect and do not wear out,

and, instead, strengthen each other, just like

so many I have encountered, build joy and happiness,

that radiate and reach, far beyond us, other worlds,

which will be coveting and envying us,

without us even knowing it.    

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

Sometimes I think that, suddenly,

some ghost from my past will resurrect

and appear to torment me.

Who knows, maybe someone will forget he is dead

and will miss the time when he lived.

If that happens, he will get a terrible fright,

because I am no longer that shy, innocent,

and malleable being, which he was accustomed to.

I dare not say that life has hardened my heart,  

it remains affectionate and kind,

has kept its whims and desires,

a heart of flesh, as Our Lord commands.

However, has learned how to avoid

those who disguise and hide their true selves,

indifferent to love, compassion, and empathy,

therefore, unfit for human coexistence.

If they appear, will see, above all,

that are not part of my memories,

because I belong, entirely and well adjusted,

to a new world, where they will have

no shelter, or even will be recognized.  

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