POETRY#9 TREATMENT OF BUNDA EYES
In your smile you hide your fatigue Day and night afflictions hit you not for a second stop your step To be able to give me new hope A piece of Cacian always comes up to you as humble as madness does not
matter to you always move on for my future looking for new hope again for your child Not a bunch of Gold you expect in my success not the roll of money you asked for in my success not even a bronze in my
victory but your heart desires to make me happy And always you say to me I love you now and when I'm no longer with you I love your child with my sincerity