She got fever
and cried all day long
The kids got scared.
They didn’t like to cry and
maybe the grown-ups also didn’t
—but they needed to.
Am I helping to flood the river of sadness?
Am I helping to sink us together?
Has she lost the curiosity of life?
Has she learned how to speak?
Does she have a dream, or only wishes and secrets?
What is her dream if she still has one?
If she doesn’t,
shall I give her one of mine?
If I could take on all her pain,
She taught me to hold in my tears but now I can’t.
How have things came to this point?
What is happening to us?
Everything was always fine.
What about now?
Maybe I am just a stone.
Maybe I’ve just left home?
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