WHAT’S LOVE?
It was sunday night.
I was very tired and and sleepy...
Then a beggar kocked on my door.
I looked at the time. It was late.
When I opened the door,
An ancient man said to me:
Please, I don’t wish a dole,
I am looking for a charity.
I need you can hear me.
I am alone. I do not have anybody
To talk because this world is full
Of people and nobody can lose time.
Always I listen: time is gold, man...
And I? What am I?
I am not gold, I am not silver,
But I am alive...
I live in my loneliness
And I talk with myself only...
I am prissy to hear my own voice.
I know that you are jaded...
It’s late and tomorrow morning
You are going to work...
I know... I know...
But i beg your attention.
Look at me... Think with me:
Can a man live alone?
If you don’t want to answer
I can understand you...
Everybody do the same...
Any one sees my eyes
They are thirsty of love...
They are hungry of joy
And my body is kept outside...
Say to me only one thing:
What is love?
Does the love exist?
If it exists, please...
Tell me where is its home...
I am going to knock on its door
And I will ask:
Why are you hidden?
There are several persons like me
And all need to understand
How to survive...
Love is important.
Love is to shake the hands.
Love is to hear a cosiness word.
Love is to watch the smile of a child.
Love is to give a solidarity hug.
Love is to upgrade the frat among the men.
Love is to cry because the world is lost.
Love is to help when someone is hopeless.
Love happens when we try to change the world.
Love is to show our examples.
Love is to teach ever what is good.
Andy you are good
Because you had sufferance
To listen my words.
Thank you!
I don’t have any query...
You know what the love is...
Then I love you!
Good night!
By Ivan de Oliveira Melo
