Metamorfose
Vicente Nery
Metamorphosis
I came across
By coincidence, with you on the street
Like someone who got lost in the clouds
After hundreds of disappointments
Like a bird
That left the flock, that was left without a nest
Like a rose that turned into a thorn
In the metamorphosis of disillusionment
Our conversation
Didn't go beyond a hi? how are you?
Which besides the surprise had no reason
To smile in the present of past pain
Seeing us together
It was clear that I am happier
You were a passing wind of love
Left no marks to not be remembered
To my eyes
You no longer have that appearance
Well-kept face, skin with essence
And the power in your hands to have me at your feet
Your arrogance
Was replaced by age
In the diagnosis made by life
You aged ten years in two
Little judgment
Lack of advice, many vanities
Dismissing so many opportunities
Today you live alone and needy
Second chance
After this age is a rare gift
The world doesn't spare, time demands dearly
Doesn't forgive interest nor gives us time