The pigeon that distracts itself

Doves scattered in all my weapons

And chirped in all my yards

Forced me to get lost

My guidance and changed the course of my steps

Worry killed me in my screams

The calamity tormented me in my screams

So what should I do with a being who betrayed my spaces

And left a bird to ascend my sky?

My smiles and laughter disappeared

My letters were lost and my words were scattered

So come tomorrow and be the next one

Leave my whispers in peace my wounds

They come out of my mouth like my anthem

Thus sadness destroyed my soul with its flood