Latin Given Vent
Ana Claudia
Posts: 23
(Sorry about my English, it is not my first language. It was hard in Portuguese, I hope I can be understandable in your language.)
What can be left?
If has few bread and few circus.
Don't know if it is our mistake.
Already I can't think.
I wonder if I will be alive?
The small space is request.
Everyone try to get your piece of smile.
It cames gradually.
In stages.
Rationed like the bread,
like the circus.
Crowd togheter everyone,
try not to be different,
but fight to be special.
Has any another way?
Divide what is rationed,
fraction.
It is little.
What is possible about that?
Like to curtail,
starts the agressions.
Don't shall exists nothing more.
How have a son in this situations?
Just for he see a world without honesty division,
without correct homeland,
without ressources,
without happiness.
What can be left?
If has few bread and few circus.
Don't know if it is our mistake.
Already I can't think.
I wonder if I will be alive?
The small space is request.
Everyone try to get your piece of smile.
It cames gradually.
In stages.
Rationed like the bread,
like the circus.
Crowd togheter everyone,
try not to be different,
but fight to be special.
Has any another way?
Divide what is rationed,
fraction.
It is little.
What is possible about that?
Like to curtail,
starts the agressions.
Don't shall exists nothing more.
How have a son in this situations?
Just for he see a world without honesty division,
without correct homeland,
without ressources,
without happiness.
Ana
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"Crowd togheter everyone,
try not to be different,
but fight to be special." - precisely! It's so strange how that is how we're taught to think , isn't it?
Although the english is choppy, I think you can still understand the underlying meaning, Ana. Keep up the good work!
Second: I'm a little sad. I don't think we have to separate peoples by categories or nationalitys, too; surprises me that you have this meaning, really!
This poem is part of anothers that talking about politicals problems. May be the title is not aproppriate... You know, for us it is so difficult and all the time we want to demand about it. In portuguese is also a sad poetry (but in english it can be had a "noise"), but certainly I don't want this kind of meaning. But it was interesting to know that somethings that we write can be understood otherwise. I'll be more careful. Accept my apology.
"Ufa", we talk the same language. (not the language in fact, but the way of thinking language).
It's hard to write in another language, sometimes I'm being worry about that. But i'll keep trying, and i'll read my dictionary correctly... (talk with people from another country and realize that we are equals, and thinking like one, compensate for).
I remove the apology and double my thanks.
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key