There, in a dark time
Maybe in the kitchen when they came
And you were taken by surprise

There, all hopes gone
Maybe in the hospital
Where some didn’t go on their proper time -
God’s time

There, where you do not dare raise your head
Because they were running through the streets
And it was just the wrong place,
The wrong time

There, where the flowers shrivel
Because the wife, mother, daughter and spouse
Doesn't water them anymore

There, in the living room
Where a piano stands alone
No more solo performance...
Enlivening the house

There, in that empty room
Where a child-smile was lost
And the toys
Were no more touched

There, where the father went to work
And did not come
Anymore…

Or there – on the other side of it
The reasons
That made them do so

There, maybe…
I know I cannot bring any of them back to you
But I can – at least
Try to make their life miserable
Less worth living then it should

You’ll ask me then –
Should I forgive them?
When it was all wrong?
When it should not have happened?

I’ll answer you –
Let your heart say
But I myself- I’ll do my work

Jocilene Lima, 29/01/2015