Lord,
what are you if not
all dreams?
We poor people do not say
“Tomorrow I will be this
or that”.
No.
We exist
and by existing we make
the world less
unworthy,
less messed up
the history,
sweeter
the life.
And life, Lord,
is free,
we have it as a gift.
We do not plan
we palpitate
we do not die of heart attack
we only dream.
So, Lord,
we legitimize you.
Alfredo Mires Ortiz
in: How to go to bed undecided and wake up to risk it.
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