FROM MY SHROUD
a DESPERATE SHOUT
MAREMVAL and FEDELIS
Mother, if llamarte could thus, from your pink belly, that by single cradle days I knew a shout desperado and grasping to me to you I was, hopefully you had listened to me, hopefully something of love you had given to me, single I want preguntarte Because? ……… That damage causes to you? And What great freedom I denied to you? , I only request an answer yours…. Is much to request? , that you conceived to me with and by love within a great passion.
I dreamed to you while formed to me, cell cell that made me be person, single days it. I dreamed to you while formed to me, cell cell that made me be person, single days it reaches to being part of vos, but for that reason it was not less ……. it was going to be part of this world, to comprise of the society, bad or good, but integral part of her, I felt your laughter and the one of my brothers, I felt caresses that were not for my is that perhaps…. You did not feel to me, inside yours? , Perhaps was a problem then? , I believe that no, I do not have any guilt, I did not request to you to I did not request to you to come to the world, your and my father without mediating responsibility to only generated me, with love? …………. Today I doubt it,………. with desires to see me grow? … … also I doubt it. I realize that my father signed fried paper authorizing that I I concluded, nor a tear spilled, nor a minimum emotion causes to them, and…. to neither it thought me nor ……. I imagine after the green meadows in search of the ball that with my brothers we would play someday, I believe that no, because without asking to me at least your and, and without being assassins they cleared the life to me, continue…
