irenio irenaeus bero Poems

Words keep refining themselves every single day
Words of the last days fermenting in the mind heart and souls
Uncanny correspondences of unfolding events
Foretold throughout generations for the escape of severe pain
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The morbid fear of unseen forces in the midst our nations
Restricting our freedom to explore deeper mind faculty
They keep tormenting the weak in spirit
For the flesh is already corrupted since the beginning
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I will love you for as long
As time gives me many more days
For me to breathe the air singing
In my lungs you said while resting
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Her eyes look forward to the future
She believes in hope like the blood flowing in her veins
She carries on her head a heavy bucket of water
On her back her little born starving son cries for attention
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In you I see a well from which I quench
My thirst to be love and appreciated
Your kindness is precious like the gemstones
Miners wish to see at least once in their lifetime
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Day after day
Night after night
He praised the streets and its company
More than the value onlookers saw in his family
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As the clocks ticks
Away from real life situations
It leaves behind seconds
Of examples of profound expectations.
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Wow! What a brilliant dream!

I found on the ceiling
Of my skeptical heart a feeling so real
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Voyagers life

Above them all
Lies the cloudy sad skies.
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Tragic times

When calamity befalls
Whose voice do we recall
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