...:::ALL I SEE IS NIGHT:::...

Este é um post algo longo mas que acho que todos devem ler....


All I see is night
Blackness, death, and decay
My world turns dark as the blood red sunset is devoured by the hungry night sky


The light that is my life slowly dies as if wounded and left in a cold dark forest to die

The once suffered children look up at me from their graves
The hole in which they were killed by flame
Merciless fire like rabid wolves on the tail of a hundred rabbits
The faces are gone
They hold no memory of those that they once identified
They lay there burning in the uncovered grave
Unworthy of a funeral

All I see is night
The dark and silent night
The air, filled with the stench of rotting and burning flesh
I look down at the pits in which my people lay
They are dead
I never knew them
Yet the memory of them still haunts me decades later

Now I know why the sun has gone
It is because my God has gone
And taken the last bit of beauty with him
All turns dark and I see no more
Only feel the evil lurking in the shadows
Hovering around me
This evil is not Lucifer prepairing to take me to my doom
I am already in a blazing firey Hell
This evil is that of my captors
The workers of the man who thinks he is God

The one who would take families and babies and elders and children
And rip them apart
Burn them in his pits
And never bat an eye

Loneliness hangs above me like a demon in the sky
My mind fills with the darkness of night
And my life, becomes lost
And my soul melts away with those children in the fire

Even when the suffering ends
My people will leave traces of their pain
Of their deaths
Of their lives
Of their faith

I will remember the time of my own liberation
I will remember the holes that are my eyes
And the lifeless skeleton which is my body
And the emptiness that is my heart

All I see is night
That dark, evil, blood stained night
That night that bacame my life at the time of my capture
Yes, night is all I see
My life which is an eternally silent,
Cold,
Rancid night
All I see is night.........

Encontrei este poema enquanto andava pela net, e digo-vos que pelo menos a mim me deixou a pensar, penso que fará todos pensar nas suas vidas, nas suas prioridades, mas acima de tudo, nos seus erros que deixaram por corrigir. Pois muitas vezes deixamos esse pedido de desculpas para a "última da hora" e quando finalmente temos coragem, já é tarde demais e já "perdemos" (no sentido fisico, psicológico ou figurado, dependendo do caso) essa pessoa

Eu cá dou o primeiro passo e peço desculpa a toda e qualquer pessoa a quem tencional ou intencionalmente magoei....... e a quem nunca, devidamente, pedi perdão....

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