That Night
All the signals are red,
And the Sun is gone.
The streets are empty,
The night vanishes everyone.
I hear the fog arriving
I saw my sister hiding
It’s crazy outside,
My father locked the door,
A spyder has bitten His leg,
The body hits the floor.
I run to my mother’s room,
I feel chocked with that doom:
Bugs all around my ancestor
A pool of nasty creatures
Devouring every parto f her.
I try to get to the road,
But the undead get the world
I reach the church
And pried for the people.
We fall on the darkness
Deep down the big hole,
Full of pain and sadness,
And I wake with my broken soul!
It was on that day,
That Y saw my blindness.
All of my body writhes,
The heart explodes,
The bonnes break,
And the eyes pull of my face.
I can’t die, I can’t live,
I’ve no voice to scream,
No legs to run out, I don’t know if this is just a dream,
But, sometimes,
I would like to get my hands on God…
By: Francisco Xavier Torres de Sousa
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