AGONY

There were dry leaves on the ground...

The time was hot but my face was cold

And my body was wet by drops of sweat.

A great anguish took care of my thoughts...

I wanted to speak something but I couldn’t

Hear any words from me... I was doped!

Suddenly I could feel some tears in my eyes.

Yes! I was crying but I couldn’t understand

The reason of this...Would I be mad? I thought.

There weren’t any troubles in my life. I was free!

Then I saw a deep hole around me. Much sand.

Near this sand there were some crows waiting...

But waiting what? What was it happening?

A funeral music splashed sounds in my ears,

So I understood that I was dying in that moment!

By Ivan de Oliveira Melo