I thought to have heard a clap, later birds flying I am certain that I heard a clap Perhaps it has not heard Who knows if it was not the sound of the booms of waters falling of the waterfall. Perhaps it has heard another thing, any thing that I do not know what and I confused with a clap, however, clap or not, I felt a twinge in the chest and falls in the soil, assassinated! God mine, I was assassinated! Vi to far the assassin running in enormous running. I ran behind it I reached and it, I played it in the soil I kicked and it with violence. I grasped to it for the shoulders and I cried out: Why? Why? But it did not answer me word some. Estapeei to it face. All age blackout and I badly could see the eyes to it But then God mine! He cannot be! That misery is this? I saw it to it face and God mine! Oh horror of the horrors It was I.
I cried while it laughs and jede of me. I fainted and for much time I did not remember you are welcome of what it had happened If it is that some thing happened. But now I remember. I was in a house, a dirty house great Everything happened in one to blink of eyes. I know, strange thing there, seemed that I was flying very high in the sky. Then I fell suddenly, and when I gave for me he was walking thoughtful enters the corridors of the old sepultures of my ancestral ones All my relatives lay there; vi its names in the tablets and crosses, names of drunks, cowards, sick people, cripples, prostitutes, adultery and sifilticos. Of the deep tombs, seducers had looked at me to they and turn the sadness printed in my face marked for the verges an ancestral hereditary pain, inherited of them They deliberate in silence my destination, until of surprise, in one only voice, had cried out me while I passed: He comes! He comes! He comes, son ours! Who you are you? I asked to the voices called that me so insistently.
| July 20th, 2020 | Posted in News |