Aquel Que No Asumía Duelos
Buenayunta
One Who Did Not Assume Griefs
Sometimes I think
It would be better to cut cleanly
Although despite everything
I am a human being
Who writes and erases
Always with the hand
Sometimes I want
To be able to help the world
With the move
And that in the old field
Remain forgotten
Hatred, envy, and distrust
Sometimes I feel
It would be good to set
A deadline for life
Day for death and date for burial
So that heartbreaking event
Does not surprise us suddenly
Bringing the hour
Because respect is my school
Although I am not always
Very regular
And becoming wise
Is just an illusion
Because your joy. Makes mine germinate
In the garden where I keep
Loved ones
