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