Chiquilla

(foto propiedad de FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia)

Le ponían la ropa que otros tiraban,

Los chiquillos en la escuela la torturaban

con cachondeos, burlas, risas y desprecios.

Nació en una chabola cerca de Madrid,

Donde no había pan ni agua,

En un colchón mugriento dormían siete más sin calma,

Y su alma se hacia de acero…

El padre, si, de algunos era padre, no de todos,

La trataba entre empujones y caricias,

A golpes a su madre,

y la prisa,

Por salir de aquella vida,

Por no quedar vencida por lo tétrico y voraz de aquel ambiente,

La hizo mártir entre la gente

que encuentran la calma en el fondo del rio,

que nunca dijeron “esto es lo mío”,

que sólo sufrieron la noche,

sin darse cuenta que el día estaba cerca del reproche…

Y en la oscuridad lejana, lejos de la serranía,

la noche recibía a otra chiquilla,

otra hija de las pesadillas.

Nunca usará prendas suyas,

jamás ha de ver un juguete,

ni mucho menos verá una sonrisa,

y dormirá entre otros siete…

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No solo en Valencia, pero en todas las ciudades viven los que no queremos recordar ni siquiera ver. Pero existen…

C.2020, 22 MAR 20, Valencia, Spain 🇪🇸

5 comments

  1. short-prose-fiction · 15 Days Ago

    Gorgeous and heartbreaking at the same time. A part a life that some ignore.
    The poem has a very powerful story; a story told by your unbelievable talent.
    G.

    • Francisco Bravo Cabrera · 15 Days Ago

      Thank you Gabriela…yes, those people are the invisible ones but although most of the people ignore them, they are there and they have a story and they are people. Take good care and stay home and stay safe, that is the order here and I hope it’s working.

      • short-prose-fiction · 15 Days Ago

        My pleasure Francisco. I do have a soft spot for those people. I hope one day we can talk more about them or write something together about them. Of course you know the rule. No imposition.
        Well I did not stay home and I left yesterday. I am fine but I am afraid that if a stay home order is issued I cannot return home. I do not know what to do yet. I will make my decision tomorrow. I this point I am inclined to get in the car tomorrow morning and drive back home. I have a six hour drive but I was five coming I’ll be fine going back.
        I really hope the order is working in Spain and the situation is going to get better sooner rather than later.
        Take care
        G.

      • Francisco Bravo Cabrera · 15 Days Ago

        We can work together of course, no imposition, naturally…well stay aware of the situation…lots of people got stuck away from home and that is not a good situation but you can monitor the situation and see. Here the state imposed quarantine will last three weeks more. So far, so good. Everyone is following the rules and being very civilised. I hope it stays like that. I go to the store every three days and it is like going to the moon. When one returns home one must disinfect all the products bought before putting them away, one has to take off shoes and bag them, then take a shower, change clothes and wash them. It’s an ordeal but we all do it with determination because it is for our own good and for the better good of society. Be safe and take good care Gabriela,
        Un abrazo,
        F

      • short-prose-fiction · 15 Days Ago

        Thank you so much Francisco. Yes it’s difficult for all of us. I do the same. I even disinfected my car. I guess I am so confused because the university life slowed and I have less work to do and it feels weird to me.
        Take good care Francisco and I’ll get back to you about the piece.
        Abrazos
        Gabriela

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