Unbrave

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Eu estava pensando numa frase da qual gosto bastante, que li por essa internet sem fim. I am not a place for cowards. (Caitlyn Siehl). Acabei escrevendo um poema. É um poema? Normalmente não escrevo poemas. Bom, saiu em inglês, acontece muito quando estou escrevendo algo bem espontâneo, fluídico. Esse eu não traduzi, esse perderia várias coisas se eu o fizesse, acho:



Unbrave men should keep a long distance from me
As I may love them
But they should not love me
I can take it – They can’t

You shall be brave to enter me
As I am a forest
A forest of God
A forest of Nature in its purest ways
Built to take all weathers – To take all phases – All destruction and creation
I remember all I have seen
And I’ve seen what I still cannot remember – For it didn’t happen yet

You shall be brave to look at me
For I am no one
And have the face of no one – For I am everything
I am a woman, used to bleeding and with long silent tears
I am a man, with bold hands and used to make it bleed
I am an animal, creature of heart, not mind
I am the air

You shall be brave to worry about me
For all I do is take risks

You shall be brave to take care of me
For I’ll think I don’t need it

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