Thursday, April 28, 2011

What Is Myammee Doing Now?

A poem by Carmen Conde

But my child is so weak ...


light I told I do not want the night
chase me. And the light
replied:
the impossible, do not ask.

I want everyone to see me because I'm heartbroken
;
the love that was my life, always
night off.

will not come at night,
only shine in the day.
is a love so small you need
joy.

I love him I can always
if it is sunny or not.
But it is a love so weak
that needs lighting.

(Carmen Conde)

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