Milton Roza Junior - Silence! ! !

It is strange when I become silent,
I become silent when I am defeated,
I become quiet when I face humiliation,
I become silent when I am eulogized,
I become quiet in a whirlwind of emotions.
Is there ecstasy in being silent?
Maybe so, maybe not,
Or maybe inside me,
There is someone who wants to speak.
In the sixth sense,
the one that we speak of makes us feel hurt,
maybe for not utilizing or respecting him, ´
is the reason the this silence exists.
There are no vibrations there,
no thoughts or emotions,
tectonic plates or hurricanes.
Only you and I exist,
without intermediates or interruptions
only one God and an atheist.

Milton Roza Junior

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