Captives

Never think you’re alone
because there is no one by your side…

How many share a bed and ceiling,
but they do not remember why they have done it…

How many share table and chair,
but the sun does not shine there anymore…

They dream of other lives,
that would not heal their wounds…

They lie and thus consent,
to whom gave them their seeds…

Smugness,
who raise their faces like masters,
without realizing
that they are no more
than embittered captives…