Alexandro Johns Poems
|121.||Confesión De Un Individuo||9/26/2015|
|122.||Sonnet As A Lament||12/16/2015|
|124.||Río Sin Tiempo||11/24/2015|
|125.||Old Friends Meet||9/23/2015|
|126.||She In My Memory||7/29/2015|
|128.||Invasores De Europa||8/5/2015|
|129.||Invaders Of Europe||8/5/2015|
|130.||Sonnet To Heartbreak||1/4/2016|
|131.||Terrorism Of War||4/12/2016|
|132.||Candado Bajo La Lluvia||10/15/2015|
|134.||Two Dead Children From Syria||9/5/2015|
|135.||Forgiveness To God||8/23/2016|
Forgiveness To God
We must forgive God
for the pain in the world,
we know the enigma in beauty
but we are tired of killing by its name
The passion of God's breath
doesn't allow us to die forever
so in a fiction eternal
we are devoured by the present
God's voice in the milky way
is stellar silence to our requests.
Before I could see him twice he crossed The Andes;
later he married in Argentine and never again returned.
I stopped the visiting to grandmother and uncles,
then we would cross in the streets without looking each other.
Already in the school my fellows asked me where was him,
the only time that secretly I start to cry for its absence.
I became another castaway from the sea of infants
looking for a nomad magician or perhaps a Puss in Boots