I am walking alone, following the path
my choices have placed under my feet.
There were times
when all I knew were carnivals
when I walked through cities
in the ecstasy of noisy market squares.
There were times
when all I knew was revolution
when I was marching and singing
only to witness the revolution to die.
There were times
when all I knew was joy
when two souls filled the world with love
secretly opening themselves to each other
revealing beauty never seen in the crowds.
There were times
when all I knew were farewells
when I watched loved ones to walk away
when I carried loved ones away.
There were times
when all I knew was pain
when the only faithful companion
was someone carrying a scythe
promising a painless land.
There were times
when I had to sit down
to check the items I was carrying
only to realize everything I had
was either borrowed or stolen.
This is time
when I am happy of my choices
that brought me to this place
to throw away everything stolen
to dispose of my borrowed items.
This is time
when all I know is creation
when the power of history fades away
when my life is undone
when the future is not bound by the past.
There will be times
when all I know are carnivals
when all I know is revolution
when all I know is joy
when all I know are farewells
when all I know is pain
when all I know is creation
but my future is not bound by the past.
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