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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