I did not cry for nothing for a reason
I feel all the pain of a look
I had a father who says son
Now I lost my brother in a look.
What can I tell if everything is gone
Within a selfish thought
I never wanted it to be like, how it hurts
My tears to go where!
I think of all the pain that
Can rotate around all
I cry for all this pain
Falling from the eyes of our mother.
I cry for losing a brother.
I do not hate, only just
The sadness of being an orphan
Where was it my heart.
Marcelo Cardoso Nascimento.
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