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it was a beautiful thought
like a holy truth
it was left to itself
about the goodness
that comes with
every newborn child
a new life
not touched
by the evil of this world
the utmost legitimacy
of hope
but;
there were these
undefined things about the child
that alienated look sometimes;
a cold absense could pass by;
a sudden emotional eruption;
an innate impulse of
vague and unfinished contexts
that wanted to enter
into the new one
and the pain to be
an [unwanted] wegde
in that beautiful thought
which never should be left by itself
[and the adults continued their habits
tiptoeing by the closed doors]
Poetry by Telesforos
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Written on 2006-03-29 at 12:11
Tags Hope Evil Child
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Imponderabilia
it was a beautiful thought
like a holy truth
it was left to itself
about the goodness
that comes with
every newborn child
a new life
not touched
by the evil of this world
the utmost legitimacy
of hope
but;
there were these
undefined things about the child
that alienated look sometimes;
a cold absense could pass by;
a sudden emotional eruption;
an innate impulse of
vague and unfinished contexts
that wanted to enter
into the new one
and the pain to be
an [unwanted] wegde
in that beautiful thought
which never should be left by itself
[and the adults continued their habits
tiptoeing by the closed doors]
Poetry by Telesforos
Read 1476 times
Written on 2006-03-29 at 12:11
Tags Hope Evil Child
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