For each one of you
Uncaring and unloving
There are 10 that care
And love...
For every Hittler
There is an Ann Frank
For every Judas
There is a Peter
For every prodigal son
There is a loving father
Waiting for that son to return.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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Breaking Water
Motherhood is like that winter storm When everything comes to a halt And no one knows what to expect And things are done, when they are don...
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Today I stop by this little park in my son old school. Long time ago, in this same place, I asked him and his classmates what did they wan...
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Is product of selfishness and lack of love. Started long. time ago. A brother killed his brother out of envy...and so...the War started.
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They walk with me wherever I go They paint my walls And sneak on my dreams Like snakes they sneak On my memory And pursue me Night and day...
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