LEAVING

LEAVING

Today a friend has left,
a real friend
With him a life has gone,
which leave me sad

In the past
someone remembered you,
I remembered our sins
when we use to talk in a day like this one

Good-bye my friend, you run
to our eternity
God want us to leave
And that we leave sadness

Bells of my country,

poets of my city
play some God melodys,
and write some poems about freedom

from: Fernando Ramos
number 4