Neither More Nor less
Neither I am more
Because your eyes
Want me…
Nor less
Because your mortal glances
Hurt me
Your disdain
Does not depreciate
My real price;
Nor your esteem
Appreciates
My right price
My poverty
Or my wealth
What I'm worth…
Is something…
That only
My conscience
In its balance weighs!
It does not overwhelm me…
Nor it subtracts me
Nor it adds me
If they make me…
Or not make me a party
Neither I am more
If joyful
If your screams acclaim me
Nor I am less
If they defame
Calmed in my pedestal
I live indifferent …
Like a cold transparent
Statue of Crystal
With frozen heart
empty of vain emotion.
Luis Elías Tórtola
Houston, TX April 10th, 2007
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