segunda-feira, fevereiro 10, 2014

I am a man

I am a man.
 I feel. 
There is no sense
 In which I am 
 apart from my sister.

 I am a man. 
I am my body, 
and each part of it
 in its fragility. 
My strength lies 
in bending 
after broken

 I am a man,
 I am able of cruel sweetness
 and the sweetest cruelty 

 I am a man. 
My beauty is unintended
 And I am made of insecurities.

 I am a man.
 I cannot keep 
what comes 
in victory 

I am a man.
 I care and I forget
 I lick my wounds
 and nurse my dreams

 I am a man. 
With no apology
 I give my love 
and learn from 
kindness 

There is no sense
 In which I am 
 apart from my sister.

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