December 29, 2009

Writer Lourdes Limeira | Category Uncategorized | 1 comment

A New Song of the Exile

A New Song of the Exile

My neighborhood has cashew
Where the birds sing
And then the birds chirp
Know much more than me.

In the solitude of the night
In the moonlight, I very languid
Vivo waiting nocturnal
Of a wave change.

My neighborhood has cashew
Where gangs mark their victims
So many tears
Our sorrow is endless.

Of regret over here on my chest
This is related to tonic
God forbid they die
Without finding his way, Father!

With so much pain and sadness
I prefer to walk His road
In this land, there are so many atrocities
Doubt that even God.

My neighborhood has cashew ... uuuuui!
Life has no more reason to be
Everything is so weird
No point living.

God grant peace to return the desired
And do not ever suffer
The rascals are to loose
Me and my neighbors trapped in dungeons.

These birds are also symbols of new hope
_ Peace enforce our hearts!
The homes of each resident's Bessa! _
And finish. That your love nest down our lost childhood!

See? At Chestnut Square, the families are happy
Exchange all stamps
Peace and happiness
Wield all the banner of Love!

That moment on my neighborhood there
Continue much better
I trust Nele.Ou better
In the Omnipotent and Omnipresent.

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  1. Nadia de Souza said:

    Its silent song of exile in our hearts. Congratulations dear! Bjss

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