Today I had to visit one for some tests in my heart. I'm the type of person who seldom go there, but I had to check how it functions and to see I 'd resists the medical treatment to kill the leishmania.
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I saw people's faces, their concern and pain their tears, their sorrow their blood, their veins. I felt how some may feel and the way they're looked at constrained. There's blood, urine, shouts... All of these are in vain? Some are grieved some are hurt I saw their faces I saw their pain. And besides -within these- there's a malign campaign. All we are there, I'm the eyes that stared. Money is sought tears are shared with a hug someone's there. My heart is broken I've found no tear to cry No place to run again don't know o say goodbye. My heart showed its fault. I thought it was strong. Don't want to live on hopes. I wish I be gone. Don't know to sort this out. I wish I were my home. This fear I'm letting know can't buy a hope when gone. I am not dying yet, it's slow to let it go. I wish I would be gone this fear is getting on. They are sad. I saw their faces. They want to go home. Some cried few smiled. I saw their blood their pain, and someone is around. I wish I receive my treatment now. I don't want to spend any more day. Money is sought hopes are spent, while many mourn to go back home. Faces and legs broken. Restless night and days... I'm glad that's not my case.
