Abel Obando

Rookie (june 30,1982 / Tegucigalpa, Honduras)

No Regrets - Poem by Abel Obando

Am i so stupid?
or, is it only my imagination having fun of me?
does it matter to anyone?
The fact is i don't care,
i shall not get worried
because i know that somehow i will always have fun.

I repeat to myself the idea of love is absurd,
that a conscience represents a bunch of regrets,
church is a way to control life
and of course politics are clueless ideas of organization! !

Again,
Am i so stupid?
or, is it only my imagination having fun of me?
does it matter to anyone?
It is really fun to think what you
my noble viewers may be thinking of me
with this pathetic group of words
that may have sense to many
and...
maybe just maybe to me,
but don't think i'm trying to make you look as idiots,
no...no...no...
this is my way to take out frustration,
suffering that are consuming bit by bit
my suffocating instinct to control everything around me,
this is my only escape,
a method for suppressing the anger
i could project to people who are really near me right now
or that will be in a future!

I don't care for you to understand,
i shall not spare my laughter
and let me express this is...
Just me! !

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 26, 2009



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