Podcast: Every step, one year


Each step one year

Each step one year, I repeated to myself,

Each… step… one… year…

Each step one year, Today I limp, I fell once,

I couldn’t ask for help, my mouth wouldn’t utter a word.

I can’t recognise people any more

I can only see their eyes, but it’s better that way because their mouth are probably not smiling.

Now I can see at least something of them.

Before I was trapped in a cage, like an animal,

I couldn’t see the eyes of others

I could only see my tired, sad eyes in the reflection of a mirror.

I got up by myself and said, Let’s go on.

Each step one year, today I can’t stand on my feet,

I fell, but today harder,

Once again the plea,”Please help!”

didn’t come out of my mouth.

I heard some noise,

Tup, tup, pum pum, tup, tup, pum, pum,

What’s that? I wondered

Is that a couragues heart or its last beats and the fate that is awaiting?

I got up by myself and said, Let’s go on.

Each step one year, today everything is fine, but fear holds on for tomorrow