This is my first poem in English
I wrote like my father did
It is like answering a question
That nobody asked me.
How could you write in English
Without thousand words or slangs
How can someone express his feelings
When he never left his homeland.
Maybe it's not the perfect text
Maybe has mistakes here and there
But what is left overlooking this?
Read it carefully and you will see
Because sometimes you don't get the point
Or even tell the difference between A and B
When don't know where to go or how to be
Just do like your father did.
Poema, My son:
Alejandro Chacón Vargas .
Image source: Own.
