Those that trap us and invade…
they strike us or drag us…

Waves of a distant yesterday,
on an abandoned beach…

Sand of a lost cay,
no rocks, no bay,
without calm…

Distant sadness…
empty of an incomplete past…

Untold stories, broken hearts,
no pauses…

Lives with certain shortcomings,
vacuous gloomy…
ends without cause…

Glances full of delusions,
absent, sunken, barefoot…

They are our sorrows,
distant,
yours,
mine,
the human…