February 06, 2009

David, The Caged Bird

 3pm. The door opened and Daniel, a ten years old boy came into the room, running up the stairs. He could only think of one thing: his bird. As usual, the cage was in his desk, in front of the window. He looked at his grey bird. Singing his joyfull song the bird was looking outside. Daniel went across the room throwing his schoolbag to the floor and running to the cage as he did every afternoon. He used to spend ours looking at his bird, thinking, until his parents get home. He could hear the other kids outside, playing. School was over.
  - One day we'll fly away. - said Daniel to the bird. - I am so tired of being in this cage which bares that can't be seen. But I know they are there. Do you also feel trapped? - The bird stared at him for a wile and then continued whith his usual 'nothing to do'. - I guess you don't. After all who likes being trapped? But one day I will be free. - Daniel repeated. - Am I the only one waiting for fredom? Everybody else at school doen't seem to care about that. They're always talking and playing With hich other. Adults think I am living an illusion and dreaming. If this is a dream then reality must be much worse than this. I don't know whichis worse... I hate being here in this zoo, this reality. I dream that one day someone comes to me and says that all this is a test and I've passed. - One minute passed, both him and the bird silent. Daniel's vision surpassed the cage and focoused in a group of kids of his oun age playing in the middle of the street.
  - But why am I holding you here, then? I'm being worse then tey are. I am holding you here preventing you from being free. - Daniel oppened his bedroom window and the cage door and, as soon as he realised he could be free, he flew away. Daniel's green eyes filled with tears as he saw his best friend flying to fredom.
  - One day I will join you. One day I'll fly away.
(Corrected and Re-written)

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Quando te sentes morto por dentro 
E a tua razão de viver já não te quer 
Então deverá o teu corpo morrer também? 
Porque depois do fim não vem nada 
E antes do fim apenas uma coisa importante acontece 
Coisa essa que não e segura 
E a qualquer momento pode ruir 
Quando o amor por ti acabou 
Então devera vir a morte para te levar 
Para sempre. 

Então que seja assim o final 
Se essa a vontade do destino for: 
Uma morte fria, dolorosa 
Sozinha e lenta 
Que te come por dentro, lentamente 
Como larvas num cadáver putrefacto. 
Então, assim seja. 
Morrerei pois sozinho 
Sem a pessoa que amo 
Olhando para as estrelas do céu 
Que lá continuarão, como antes da minha existência. 
Agora livre sou 
Agora triste estou 
Chorando sozinho num canto 
E pensando no quão feliz fui. 
Que assim seja. 
Que se realize este triste final 
E que se finalize esta existência no meio de tantas outras. 
Apenas um grão de areia na imensidão do mundo 
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