segunda-feira, 9 de maio de 2011

FATOR


                                           F A T O R
Nascido
             Em amor,
Crescido.
               Fator
Comedido
                Por bem,
Medido
             Também,
Devido
            Ir além;
Duvido,
             Porém.
                                 Desejo
                                            Paterno,
                                                         Um sonho;
                                 Manejo
                                             Materno
                                                           Disponho;
                                 Cortejo
                                             Eterno
                                                        Componho.
                                                                                   Perdido
                                                                                                Jogo.
                                                                                   Mantido
                                                                                                 Fogo.
                                                                                   Tantos
                                                                                              Anos,
                                                                                   Quantos
                                                                                                 Planos?
                                                                                   Tantos
                                                                                              Danos;
                                                                                   Mais
                                                                                           Um ano.
Pré-medido
                   Empenho
                                  Demais;
Distorcidos
                   Engenhos
                                   Fatais;
Traído,
            Venho
                       P’ra trás.
                                                                                   Farto
                                                                                            Segredo,
                                                                                   Parto
                                                                                            Sem medo,
                                                                                   Da vida
                                                                                                Indolor,
                                                                                   De vida
                                                                                                Incolor,
                                                                                   Do teu
                                                                                               Desamor,
                                                                                   Eu,
                                                                                         Perdedor.










CPN,03/09/1998                                                   MARCOS RS RAMASCO.

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