The Unacceptables
Untitled Works Published in 1986

I sold my life,
and I sold it for nothing
in return.

I woke up one night
scared by a dream,
I saw my body nude, and I shivered.

I woke up last night
scared from the dream,
I saw my soul nude, and
I felt sorry for myself.

--

My hand, hold
The hours of darkness,
A torch of revenge,
Till I arrive.

God, pity me
The hours of revenge,
Give me the power,
To forgive

--

Now that I have nothing from you
but the memories, my brother.

Now that I don't remember
Anything about you but, your advice,
my teacher.

Now that they haven't left me
Anything from you buy your grief,
my son.

Now that I don't hope for anything
From you but only your excuse for us,
my dearest.

Now that I don't dare even to pray
For you.

Now there is nothing left for me
but only "Yes" to wait

--

Don't be scared of them
They were our friends of yesterday,
Our enemies of today,
Tomorrow whatever they may say,
They will be our dead ones.

--

I followed your trail with loyalty
And I copied it with every little detail
Exactly as you told me.
"If you have one aim, to go ahead
And biger in their eyes,
To appear,
And be,
You must,
To each one of them alone and all together
Show, you are the strongest and
The most proper
And only after you convince them
Then proudly say that you arrived
At the top
You will see none of them
For this will have any objections."

I followed your trail with loyalty
And I copied it with every little detail
Exactly as you told me.
As I arrived
It disappeared in front of my eyes.
"In your power you also believed.
This I never told you."

--

Enough!
Don't talk anymore
Your words are heard
As a chant, and
They are tiring me.

Enough!
Don't cry anymore
Your eyes have tears of blood
And they scare me.

--

I only asked
to dry out the tears,
and as I caressed your eyes
they poured into my palms
and cried.

I bent down only
to refresh the dry mounth
and as I touched your lips
they rolled to my feet
and I kissed them.

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