I dreamed that there were no borders or barriers
and everyone was coming and going all over.
There were no countries with complicated names
nor other languages difficult to pronounce.
There were no Latin or Jewish quarters,
consulates, embassies or customs.
We were dealing with John, Joseph and Peter,
having been forgotten the old records
at those big notary books of names like
Tudors, Stuarts, Windsors,
Whites, Browns and Smiths.
Priests, pastors, rabbis and teachers,
together they worshiped the same God,
the same saints and prophets,
praising the past history we lived
and sowing hope in the hereafter.
Restaurants, schools and hospitals,
all of them were open to anyone,
as well the parties, weddings and baptisms
and all other pleasures of the day to day.
© Edilson Afonso Ferreira
About the Author
A Brazilian poet, Mr. Ferreira, 74, writes in English rather than Portuguese. Largely published in international and selected literary journals in print and online, he began his literary life at age 67, after his retirement as a graduate employee at a Bank. Ferreira lives in a small town (Formiga – MG), with wife, three sons and a granddaughter. His first Poetry Book, “Lonely Sailor” (one hundred poems), is scheduled for publication in 2018. He was nominated for The Pushcart Prize in 2016.
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