TO MY TWO BROTHERS WHO DIED YOUNG.
ONE DAY SOMOEONE KNOCKS THE DOOR
AND THEY THOUGHT THAT IT WAS THE YOUTH WHO COME TO SALUTE THEM.
IT WAS TWO LADIES IN BLACK DRESSES WHO WERE COMING TO GIVE A LONG JOURNEY.
THE FIRST WAS TAKEN TO HIS THIRTY YEARS. IN LOVE OF A CURVILINEA MULATA THAT GAVE HIM A DAUGHTER HE NEVER KNOWN HER.
HE FELL IN A SLEEPING TRANCE AND WAS NOT AWAKENED ANYMORE.
HAVANA'S DOCTORS DID NOT KNOW THE DIAGNOSIS.
I TAKENHIM BACK TO THE CITY OF GUASO WHEN THERE WERE NO HOPE.
THE CAUSE OF HIS DEATH IS NEVER SUPPOSED.
I KNOW HE DIED FROM LOVE.
TO THE OTHER WAS FOUND CANCER IN THE BRAIN. I SAW HIM TO SUFFER LIKE A BRAVE AND VIRAL MAN.
WE SEE HIM WITH HIS RED PREDILECT SHIRT, AS TO CALL THE ATTENTION OF A BULL OF LIDIA.HE WAS NOT AFRAID OF THE ENDING IMMINENT.
THE PREBISTER FATHER J.V. EXECUTED A CATHOLIC CEREMONY BEFORE THE DOME. THE ASSISTANT, CRYING AND CURIOUS, SEE FOR THE FIRST TIME OR IN DECADES, THAT CATHOLIC RITUAL.
ALL SAID "AMÉN"
THE FIRST STAGE OF THE DUEL: WE HATE GOD FOR LOSS FOR A FEW MONTHS. THEN THE RESIGNATION ARRIVED AND WE FORGIVE THE HIGHEST.
LIKE THE VERSE OF CESAR VALLEJO:
"There are blows in life, so strong ... I do not know!
Blows as of the hatred of God; as if before them,the hangover of everything sufferedit will be empowered in the soul ... I do not know!"
GOODBYE BROTHERS.
YOU DID NOT SEE THE GROWING OF THEIR CHILDREN.
SINCE THEN I HAVE LIFE AS BORROWED.
Orlando Vicente Álvarez.
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