Somehow...

We used to laugh and sing,
filled with joy, every day,
just like porcelain horses
stuck in a merry-go-round.
But somehow time and fear beat us,
with tears and yelling, until one day,
the porcelain horses we used to be
fell down off their poles
and broke down into thousand pieces.

We used to come and leave of places,
filled with love, every day,
just like two pidgeons
that fly all over the world,
minding nothing but the feeling
of craving for each other.
But somehow we got stuck
into violent whirling tornadoes
that beat our flaps and wings,
ripping out the feathers
that kept our cherish for each other
in safe pidgeon nest.

We used to love each other
like we were gods
fighting against all kinds of evil in this world,
but somehow death found our hearts
and filled them with fear and hatred,
until one day we had to stop and see
that our lives were far from each other,
and we could only say good-bye.

Erik Sierra G.P.