Where is my heart?
I can not find it
Between the books
Which are the roots,
The food of my mind.
Where is my heart?
I can not see it
In my job, work;
Anxious, tears and
laughs...
Day to day, I live it all
And watch from my co-works
By boss' order and goals,
Which are the company
profits...
(They give the source of
my life).
Where is my heart?
I can not meet it
In theatres, parks,
Cinema, football
Which give me joy
During these ordinary
weeks
(But are these for all?)
Where is my heart?
I can not know it
Among so much people,
So much mouth,
So few ears to my own....
(Maybe, my body can
respond
When we dance together,
dear)
Where is my heart?
Will I know it?
When will I feel it?
Will I identify it
In more than simple beats?
(I've been feeling I'm
sure)
(Leandro Monteiro)
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