NEW WORLD

I hold the wind in my hands

But I don’t get to hold my body

Because the wind is soft and fast

Then I fall down on the floor.

I hold the lies inside my mouth

But I don’t get to hold the truth

Because the lies die with the time

And the truth survives for ever.

I dream when I am awake

But when I am sleeping

I live the best of my life

Because nobody knows the world.

It’s necessary that everybody sleep

So the man can build a new world!

BY IVAN DE OLIVEIRA MELO