REFLECTION

Last night I had a dream,
Through a swirling fog,
I walked alone on the edge of a stream,
I heard someone grain,
I stopped,
I looked into a pool,
and saw the reflection of a fool.

Dragging him by his throat,
were the collar and the links of a chain,
On his shoulders, a coat.
On his feet, shoes of pain.
The chain was pride,
I saw the reflection,
and I cried.

Tears for myself, a fool,
A man chained by independence.
Gripped by despair
so cruel
My life was a lot of nonsense
My eyes were closed
But in my mind
I saw the reflection so unkind.

Sick of life,
scared of death,
My days, just one long fatility,
Feeling my emptiness,
I cried "God set me free"
i looked once more,
i don't know how,
But I saw the reflection,
changing now.

A man was in my place,
A man with holes in his hands and side,
A man I could not face,
The man I had crucified,
On him was my coat,
My chains and My shoes,
And between reflections
I must choose