Poem by Maria Teresa Manta
AGAIN AND AGAIN IT’S ALWAYS AND FOREVER!
I will go, pass quickly
you load the days of my loneliness,
of weeping, of remorse
of not having made you understand the fleeting
life rushing by
and the days that seem slow
and they pass too quickly
to understand that you do not hold anything,
than the emptiness of your hands
and of your days, is lost in a time
that nothing gives you without sweat
that time permits you,
which is NOT LOST.
YOU ALONE THE ARTIST OF YOUR DESTINY,
OF YOUR LIFE,
you alone to create a future for yourself
worthy of being called life.
My time passes quickly
and I am closed in the empty dark
of my pain, of conscience
of not having made you understand
how long is life e
NO ONE HELPS YOU!
There will be only me in your time
without me, I’ll always be there but not
I’ll be there, I won’t dry your tears
as I do, I will not be there
and I’ll be there AGAIN AND STILL IS ALWAYS
and FOREVER! ‘