- facing the darkness, hopefully learning to choose -

Looking in the dark night
I turn the light switch in my mind.

Lullabies never made me sleep,
I was too afraid to lose a note;
The music of the late hours
was sweeter than the days.

Morning streets were always
Populated by fake smiles and tragic ties
That diligent men tied around their neck.

Sometimes I can see another tragedy in your eyes.
You look like an oiled seabird
helplessly struggling in a polluted sea.
You need to recover, to find enough strength
That might make you remember
What it felt like to be generous.

Looking at the dark waves
I take my spoon to mix the liquid,
Primeval voices from my hips
Are telling me the secret.

You may hide for a while
And even for a lifetime, but I have seen your armory:
I know where you hide your defenses,
I have learned to see across the fences,
I have learned to dive in the deepest sea
With no fancy diving suit,
Never fearing the current,
The freezing blades in my stomach,
The far distance from the place
Where my fingers are able to type the word
“home”.

Envy and simulation,
Jealousy and imitation
Cannot be your only language.

Look at the dark spot in your soul
See what it is made of;
Real choices overcome
Meaningless defenses.