Mukandas do Nelsinho

Before the looking glass,

I sadly stared at my reflection:

“Senior!”, I whispered, “Third Age Class!”…

Whatever I am! I have no objection!

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It’s so painful looking at me and see

that a lifetime elapsed so fast…

Remainings of the man I used to be

That’s all I find in the mirror at last

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Wise and clever I’m feeling no longer

and in doubt I am if I have ever been;

Have I at any time been stronger?

I asked my own wreckage in the mirror seen…

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Laughed loudly at me the looking glass!…

Waves of heat and rage came up on my face

Should I destroy this miserable glass

that laughs at my ageing disgrace?

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“Calm down!”,  I forced myself;

Then, got the razor from the shelf

and started shaving my chin.

At the mirror I stuck out my tong

then madly laughed and sang a song

and, finally, forgot about my ageing skin…