Calo o silêncio,
calo o pranto,
calo a dor e
calo o desencanto.
Sorria.
Sorria das frustrações,
sorria dos dissabores,
sorria das dúvidas e
sorria do medo.
Não!
Não choro,
não pranteio,
não suplico,
não imploro.
Fico.
Fico com o que se sucedeu,
fico com o que não aconteceu.
Fico com o que não se deu,
Fico, fico sem sorrir.
Entendo.
Entendo o que foi,
entendo que não esqueci, mas
entendo que preciso esquecer,
entendo ser o que vivi.
Habacuque - Chuy, junho de 2015.
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Just like this
I am silent!
I silence the silence,
I silence the weeping,
I silence the pain and
I silence the disillusionment.
Smile.
Smile at the frustrations,
smile at the disappointments,
smile at the doubts and
smile at fear.
No!
I don't cry,
I do not mourn,
I do not beg,
I don't beg.
I stay.
I stay with what happened,
I hold on to what didn't happen.
I keep what didn't happen,
I stay, I stay without smiling.
I understand.
I understand what it was,
I understand that I haven't forgotten, but
I understand that I need to forget,
I understand it is what I lived.
I silence the silence,
I silence the weeping,
I silence the pain and
I silence the disillusionment.
Smile.
Smile at the frustrations,
smile at the disappointments,
smile at the doubts and
smile at fear.
No!
I don't cry,
I do not mourn,
I do not beg,
I don't beg.
I stay.
I stay with what happened,
I hold on to what didn't happen.
I keep what didn't happen,
I stay, I stay without smiling.
I understand.
I understand what it was,
I understand that I haven't forgotten, but
I understand that I need to forget,
I understand it is what I lived.
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