"The Cry , tango"

                                       

               
                                                        "The Cry, Tango"
                                               (Tango)
                                                ( Inspired by the picture of E. Munch)


I saw it in the corner of a neighborhood ...
Trembling, with clamorous mouth ...
He hit a great shout, at sunset,
that even the Astros heard.
The cry of the "unknowns".
of our unbearable and ephemeral "Existence".
Infamy, the underdog ...
The pain of a bad fate ...
Is the cry that we all keep,
and yet ... we hide ...

The ... he could not more ...
I did "catharsis" as an explosion,
so precipitously like wildfire ...
The cry of pain,
not understand anything,
of a life, ungrateful,
full of pathos and defeats.
Turned off, the birdsong,
and in the city as dusk ..
the crying of a guitar.
as the peaceful silence, after a storm.

He slammed his cry, a "window" ...
For who treats a 'divine being',
Wanting present, countless complaints,
to seat in the "Big Book".
He roared like a lion his lacerated spirit
by the "lightness" of this life.
To our knowledge, so unbearable and tight ...
 With the imminence of a time, it's over.

In this city, "afantasmada"
vented his "loud thunder."
Awakening to the "Muses anonymous" ...
Lurking, some Tangos.
He hit one slapped the idle twilight
to warn of the night, and innocence.
Does the thought ... who have brought me here? ...
Without having consulted, no one on this Earth.

Cry symbolic of cowardice,
having to endure the impending troubles of life ...
To then ... no change, nothing
Or even worse ... to persist infamy.
The empty hollow words that people,
And filled him ... with a cry ...
A great cry of despair and pain ...
That spread ... with a distant echo lacerated ... that was just ...
                                                                      Daniel H Guasti
                                                                      pisulinoal@yahoo.