It came to my mind
in the latest times
that watching old movies
and new
and videos of recent years
all flicks of artists passed
that we watch
that we perpetuate
repeated movements
repeated words
repeated gestures
now mechanically performed
void of human life
a cheap Morel invention
accessible urbi et orbi
not just in a retired island
at the tips of our fingers
and it leaves sad
and happy to see my heroes
and triste to understand
that they will not create no more
a single note
a single verse
a single smile.
I am afraid
that I can know understand
my parents nostalgia
for their childhood saints.
I have lived in the now
hand in hand with my world
maybe now it is a moment
to reset in my mind
the true speed of time.
