Sou Poeta, quero Cantar!

quarta-feira, 23 de abril de 2014

Eu quero viver...

Mesmo com todas as sombras povoando os caminhos
Mesmo com todas as aves sem ter os seus ninhos
Mesmo com uma chuva sem flores
Mesmo com espinhos sem cores
Mesmo com dores

                                                           Dores
                                                           Dores
                                                           Dores

                                                           Eu quero viver...

                                                           Dores
                                                           Odores
                                                           Pútridos

                                                           Nutridos
                                                           Pela insensatez
                                                           Do poder

                                                           Ódio
                                                           Vingança
                                                           Avidez

                                                           Sombra
                                                           Blindagem
                                                           Ódio
                                                           Descaso
                                                           Vingança
                                                           Ameaça
                                                           Roubo
                                                           Passagem

                                                           Eu quero viver...

Eu quero viver...
Ninguém
            Ninguém
                        Ninguém
                                   Ninguém

                                   Inverte
                                   Converte
                                   Diverge
                                   Transgride
                                   Agride

                                                           Somente regride
                                                                                              Cala
                                                                                              Cala
                                                                                              Cala

                                                           Eu quero viver...

                                  
Vingativos
Sombras
Sombras
Sombras

Que permeiam
Todos os caminhos
Que destroem
Todos os ninhos
Que matam
Todos com maldade

Vingam-se sem caridade...

                                   Maldade
                                   Maldade
                                                           Maldade
                                                           Maldade

                                                           Maldade
                                                           Maldade


                                                           Eu quero viver...

Sem saber lidar com a violência
Sem saber lidar com a demência
Sem saber lidar com o poder
Sem saber lidar com o ter
Sem saber
                        Sem saber
                                               Sem saber

                                               Eu quero viver...

                                               Mesmo sem gritar
                                                                                  Não!
                                                                                  Não!
                                                                                  Não!
                                               Sem plantar
                                               Sem colher
                                               Sem haver
                                               Sem nada

                                                                                   Sem nada
                                                                                  Conhecer...

                                               Refém
                                               Refém
                                               Refém
                                               Refém
                                               Refém
                                                                                  Prisioneiro
                                                                                  Das grades
                                                                                  Que cercam
                                                                                  O meu lar

                                               Eu quero viver...

Mesmo sem vida a esperar
Mesmo sem mundo a superar
Mesmo sem nada a dizer

                                               Espada
                                               Cravada
                                               No peito
                                               Sangrando
                                               No leito
                                               Sem correr
                                               Morrendo

                                               Eu quero viver...





Alvaro de Oliveira Neto

Fortaleza 23/04/2014

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