Eating
Pain
From so long, I have been
affected
by heavy lots of pain and
sufferings,
as if a fee were due to being
alive.
Sometimes I revolt and get
nervous,
sometimes I resign myself to
destiny.
Last evening, having dinner
at the table,
I could not avoid pouring
abundant tears,
which washed my hands and my
bread.
So, I remembered the Last
Supper, where
Our Lord had blessed the
bread with wine,
leaving it as consecrated
leavening to endure
coming days and times of
beloved humanity.
I ate this bread, seasoned by
salty hot tears,
with the joy of the
righteous,
and, conscious of the miracle
of the moment,
I also ate and put an end to
the lack of faith.
Edilson Afonso Ferreira is a
Brazilian poet who writes in English rather than Portuguese. Recent works have
appeared in Red Wolf Journal, Right Hand
Pointing, Creative Talents Unleashed
(Featured Poet), Indiana Voice Journal,
The Lake, Young Ravens, Whispers, Every
Day Poems, Dead Snakes, among others; in The Basil O’Flaherty he will be the July 2016 Featured Poet.
Ferreira lives in a small town with wife, three sons and a granddaughter and,
unhurried, is collecting his works for a forthcoming book. He began to write at
age 63 (nine years ago) after retirement as a Bank Manager.
Nice, well-written and creative poem, Edilson. I enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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Thanks, it's so kind of you by this nice and encouraging comment.
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