Round ways

Round ways

Maybe somebody
Have seen today
The last three clouds
At my west horizon


Maybe my red sunset
Is a rose sunrise
For a poetess
Writing about
Those three clouds


Perhaps someday
We’ll meet
And be friends

! Oh Life!
What a nice surprises
You can provide

How round
Can be your ways
Sometimes

Justice
From time to time
Shows its clear face


And truth explodes
Under the fortifications of lies
When everybody
Is beginning to get comfortable


Bought by their ambitions
Trapped by the stomach
Or by the human need
To belong to any gang

Happiness happens sometimes

Para Lulu y Leo

VABM May 9, 2010