Honor and Respect

For all those who are keepers of the word, for all the living souls who are walking the path towards becoming a human being.

In a country where zombification or brain-washing is increasing like sun flowers, or any souls, poetry is just a waste of time, useless or just for the lazy with nothing else to do.

But if we really analyze it with patience, we will see that poetry is like drink of wine that sends you to the sky in order to see the spiritual rhythm of life.

Hats off to those who have taken this taste!

When I see how the world is in turmoil with so many natural catastrophes: Hunger, war, insecurity etc. I can’t stop thinking of the sadness growing in the hearts of my brothers and sisters around the world and then a whole bunch of ideas come into my head like:

IF

If I knew where God had put happiness

If I knew where he had put it

I would go to the thief’s house

So as to know how to steal it

And after I would go with a tremblingly finger

For stealing, yes! For stealing happiness

During the day or the night I don’t care

I would only take happiness.

Then, I would give to every unhappy person

A bit yes! A bit of happiness

To erase in the world the unhappiness

Even if, I should stay an unhappy person.

Fernando FREDERICK