POETA MÁRIO QUERINO LOOKS BACK AND REGRETS FOR NOT HAVING DONE SOMETHING BETWEEN THE DISTRICT OF BANANEIRAS WHEN HE WAS A YOUNG MAN

Mário Querino 25/05/2020

Time is flying

And I want to follow,

But while I think,

I wait for him and for you,

And my time is gone.

What do I do now,

I didn't want to do it before

When the good hours

They gave me a good chance

For me to do everything

With faith, vigor and power

New, and this Study

Invited me in the living room

For me to participate yes

With more attention,

But, I thought it was bad,

For being a boy here.

Now, studies saw

That I had the vision,

However, I only lived

Waiting for time,

But time never

Wait for no one.

Now, I look back,

I see lost time,

Just for lack of awareness,

Because I wanted to be,

This guy in the hinterland,

But I didn't appreciate it

I'm already giving

At my 3rd age,

In the Bahian corner.

Of course, now it's too late

For me to do good

That I'm aiming for,

Because the body has no

Plus the due vigor.

And what then, to do?

Wait for others

Who has no pleasure,

So, as I don't

I had it in my teens.

So if everything will iterate

With the guy who thinks

As I thought before

This guy who regrets

That time passes,

And the more you try

Do good things here,

Time runs like this,

Leaving me behind,

And dye by dye

Already weakening,

With white hair,

Many wrinkles on the face,

Falling into the ravines

No more strength and vigor.

Now look back and say:

“How much time did I waste

In the corner of the country,

And today, I want to practice

Something good with pleasure,

However my strength,

I already see it disappear

Beside my power.

Why i didn't

All I want to do

When I in this country

Was a teenager

And a robust young man

Among the Community

And public agencies?

Today, the spirit wants,

The soul and the heart

They aim to do everything,

But my vigor does not

It has more strength like that,

As I had before.

Today, I live with desire,

And I can't go on.

Sometimes I think:

So many new in power,

Full of money and strength,

You can do something good,

And they wait for time.

They don't see that time

Do not wait for anything,

And it passes like a wind.

Just like you left me

Behind, will leave you

Without doing something on Earth,

After will regret

And it will be too late.

So, young people from Earth,

Do something good,

In this good saw foot.

Don't be like I was,

Thinking that time

He would do everything for me,

And he was gone like the wind,

Leaving me behind.

Now, everything hurts,

Legs, arms and body

Whole, especially

The eyes, which are already

Weak to see

Much better, the mouth

Can no longer speak strong

The ears do not hear

As they wanted yes

Hear the good words,

The nose smells bad:

Pollution and everything.

And hands when doing something

They start to shake

And go back to the past,

But they can do nothing,

For what has passed

There will be no more chance,

O my dreaming friend.

Today, it is useless to be

The hardest guy,

Time gave you everything,

And you left it out.

Waiting for time,

And thinking that God

It would do its job,

And you here to eat,

Drink, dress, put on

At the expense of your parents,

Now man, it got old,

And you can't do more

Anything. If you didn't

In your youth,

O man, in old age want

Good prosperity? ”

Mário Querino - Poet of God