NEW WORLD
I hold the wind in my hands
But I don’t get to hold my body
Because the wind is soft and fast
Then I fall down on the floor.
I hold the lies inside my mouth
But I don’t get to hold the truth
Because the lies die with the time
And the truth survives for ever.
I dream when I am awake
But when I am sleeping
I live the best of my life
Because nobody knows the world.
It’s necessary that everybody sleep
So the man can build a new world!
BY IVAN DE OLIVEIRA MELO
