Behavior

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    This is a poem about who i am.

    Behavior

    I am uncolorful and
    undecided sometimes,
    but precocious in many ways.

    Like a child my
    heart plays melodies,
    and the years don't
    make me serious,
    nor I feel old,

    What I cannot reach does not
    defeat me and what
    I can reach, I do not touch.

    I place myself where my
    body does not belong,
    to feel in flesh the agony
    of many souls.

    I am humble,
    but not submissive,
    brave but not stupid,
    I have lack of cruelty,
    but I can defend myself.

    Many say I love too much,
    but then I say
    why not love, what is there
    more than love
    to defeat hate and war.

    Too much love is
    too much passion,
    and passion makes my
    world go round.

    They say that and this of me,
    and I say this and that ,
    but the crude truth
    is in the facts,

    Love is what really makes
    us all live the
    life we wished,
    for love is what it takes to break
    the chains that keeps us
    tied with hate,
    pride, envy and all that
    makes this world so cruel.


    ©ElenaToledo2009

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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