CLARVOYANT

The clarvoyant read the news
and fell down with
his treasures,

like a terrible nightmare
he wrote a letter against
the censorship of those
bounds of pain,

in his dream like a castle
he sang freely on those
mountains he´d like
to draw when he was a child,

the clarvoyant act in his
dream through the walls
of sorrow and among
the army of freedom,

he teached the beggars,
he saved the life
from nothingness,

and he sang again
during the trip
of bloom.

31/12/2019 Gustavo Bastos