I Lost My Childhood
POETRY FORMAT, 2 May 2016
José María Lopera – TRANSCEND Media Service
I lost my childhood
at seven years old I was a man
a man of war and of death
a man of a weapon that whistles
and the bomb that explodes in surprise
And I lost my infancy because I was
hungry for bread and my spirit was in torment,
Innocent of non-existent peace,
Tenderness of fear in the entrails;
A sponge for the hatred of men.
And I lost my childhood because I saw
How the war was destroying friends
And its infantile blood, shaded my light,
It stayed in my memory forever
As a fragrant flower that withers.
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Copyright José María Lopera, Spanish poet of peace and harmony.
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