Abel Obando

Rookie (june 30,1982 / Tegucigalpa, Honduras)

Mistakes


Things went the wrong way,
humiliation was part of it,
and in behalf of what is,
so called wrong in this world
my name was blamed for it all.

Days went passing by and still,
my actioning wans't complete
because of the crashed my system had,
after several mistakes
i committed with that girl
i wanted so badly
and never reached.

I never realized i should stop,
minute by minute the holocaust was being set,
forcefully my death was knocking at the door
without excuses my surrender was given
for my life to end and continue.

Submitted: Thursday, February 26, 2009

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