Poem By Sofia Moreno

Some people say I’m clever
Put their hands in fire
Because they are sure
I know the answer
And I just can’t let go by
The chance to please everyone
And my life circles around
Like a cheap pleaser of sorts
That sells away her soul
To the likes of your own
And yet, at night, in bed
Would cry, and scream, and yell
But will not accept
The greatest ignorance of all
That devilish good feeling
People like you feel when
They hurt without fall
How will I learn how to disappoint?
Dear Miquel Moliner, show me
How to be proud to disappoint?
How to shove in people’s hearts?
All the suffering you don’t care to shed?

And I keep thinking
And I feel the tears that roll down my face
Sour, rusted, and cold… Just like my self
And how can I, the very one they praise
Be the only one that doesn’t know how to fall
How to fly? How to grow?
They ask how to get farther…
But the only thing I want to know is how to fall
And come to my body…

Are you praying?
Why do you cry dear friend?
Give me some minutes, I’ll close my wounds
Give in all the feelings, the hatred that burns
Don’t worry I’ll never burn you, but indeed
You know, I know I’ll blow up…
Everyday more things cram up
A tear above a tear, above a tear
They all ad up, and fill the glass.
Will I give up?

April 15,2008

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