⏳The Other Side of the Glass 🍁

The birds fly from the other side of the glass,
The hubbub increases like a theatrical climax,
And there is something that cannot be denied:
There is all chaos beyond this home.

The anger vanishes and in the environment it is felt,
That the rider loses what he once exalted,
No more prejudice, no more insults,
There is no reprieve from the vile hunt.

Like a fragile bubble wandering aimlessly,
He goes through life already tired and naked,
Almost a shadow of what one day was,
The other side of the glass made him lose faith.

So little by little the days go by,
Between floods and an occasional irony,
Time is cruel but also fair,
There is no room for disgust anymore.

Break the wall or remain expectant?
It would be the last question for the walker,
With the scars of defeat now his sword shines,
You better not cross him.

Tormented by dilemmas he managed to collapse,
To that great enemy that made him doubt,
Though things will never be the same
He had no choice but to move forward.

A little serene and a little arrogant,
I never would have imagined that before,
This was the fate of who looking,
He dared to break the glass playfully.

George V.

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