a chocolate bar
that we bite
that sweetness that dissolves with ecstasy in our tongues
it bites us
and even at the end
eats us
much to our regrets
we gain weight for every sugar that we take for granted
for every heavy grain that we slide in our throats
the dough nut that recreates a hole in our
system
they soon eat us
whole
and then in our deathbed we keep on saying
'i could have been more careful'
but it is too late
the flowers are there
and the prayers are already said
the choir is singing
and someone you love has delivered the best eulogy
about you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem