What holds me and tries to stop me
Must be behind my back.
I cannot see your face
And fight You
With all my wisdom.
Compassion and kindness,
Fairness and sympathy are my code of ethics
To slalom in life away.
Hard to please, hard to self affirm,
Hard to smile meanwhile.
The grey sky is only a cover
Of a day with no written plot
And no established ending.
A coffee, a cookie, a smile
Recharge and push towards the first step
Of the adventure sitting on top of these stairs
And the ideas of writing a book,
Applying to advanced jobs,
And Change lifestyle from today
Materialize and become family.
My story is apparent
On the skin of my willing hands
And on the edges of my smiling mouth.
I have written thousands of sentences,
Yet none is enough
The arrival home
Is a proper for the intense day
As the boiling stew expects
a smile and a daily achievement.
The day closes sweet and homey
After hours in the artificial world
That takes your breath away.
Your Chin is up and Your decisions conscientious
When everyday you try your best
And push your boundary
Using the recurrent challenges of everyday.
They told you s smile on the face
Makes you pretty
And helps you get along.
Competences and reliabilities
Are your companions
Yet they stop at the smile
And transform their superficial assumption
Into a belief.
Superficial attitude is what you give them
To stroll through the day
And now realize this masks you
And your serious approach to life.
Not just a smile.