The mission

Posted April 15, 2013 from Mexico

The mission The breeze smelled like her How was it possible? Two continents apart we were Get prepared Catita* said, when I left

She asked me never to give up She told me she’ll be with me She demanded me to be brave She urged me to look after them

They are so many And always in need They are so weak And I was only myself All alone I thought

I needed a voice For those who didn´t survive I needed a voice For them, who never spoke up I needed a voice For those who are always ignored I needed a voice I couldn’t find it And I was so scared Giving up was not an option, she said

I´ve been cold I've been hurt I've been in need too I needed a voice you'll find it someday, she said Just keep looking for it

I saw their faces I breathed their hope I took their dreams I made them my own I just needed a voice

And suddenly, a sweet whisper came along It said you’re not alone Our voices will be your own We´ll support you to speak for them Until they also find their own.

*Catita is my Grandmother Catalina Cazares.

Girls Transform the World 2013

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  • Iryna
    Apr 18, 2013
    Apr 18, 2013

    Klaudia, thank you for this amazing poetry, so soft and touching in the same time. That's true, you have a beautiful voice and you should use it!

  • Klaudia
    Apr 18, 2013
    Apr 18, 2013

    Thank you very much for your kind words!!! Vsego nailuchshego! Klaudia