Nope, it ain't the Nirvana song. Last week, my sister went away on som sort of "retreat", I really don't know the details, something new-age-y thingie her friend Baiano, or Luís Cldas, like we mock him, told her about, something that sounded, well...pretty boring for a guy like me.
But I don't judge her; she's into that whole "spiritual" thing much more than myself, and i won't be the asshat telling that it's nonsense, rip-off, crap, whatever. I really can't jufdge her at all - for she's WAY more centered on that aspect than yours truly.
Her friends assembled some sort o "surprise" party for her departure, and each and everyone was supposed to write her a farewell letter, something like that. Even I was told to do it. So, I just sat here, early in the morning of that day and wrote her this:
-Lady Snow Panther-
White, white, white,
just like me, just like ma
she's like a snow panther
running through the streets
trying to remmain unnoticed,
but no one fails to see
the redhead snow panther
moving quick, dodging people
just like I do, everyday.
We're a family of white animals
she's the panther, I am the dragon,
and we're all related, raised and born
on the wrong side of the ocean
on the wrong county
we're foreigners, she and I
an mother too
but here we are,
and here we'll be,
running through the streets
dodgind bastards, with so
many quick hands and
less than good intentions, we know.
We've always known.
But she's that special to me,
the redhead snow panther
sister of mine,
easy to see, to spot,
throughout the throng
of so many people,
so many common faces,
there she is,
snow panther
sister of mine
And she's special,
very special
- to me -
because she listens and
she tells, she won't let
you off the hook if
you did something wrong,
something crappy,
like I always tend to do,
because I'm defective,
and she was not,
she was always happy,
with an easy smile
on her bright face,
she so carefully tend to,
everyday, for hours and hours,
as if she'd needed anything
more, to show up those
brilliant, so brilliant
blue eyes of her,
snow panther,
you are.
So many times, I was
rescued, by this beloved
sister of mine, so many
many, many times.
when the world was crushing
me, she'd buid a shelter
hugging me with those
beautifully tattooed arms
of her, saving me, oh, yes,
she saved me, so many times
I cannot account for
nor thank her enough
because I suck with
verbal contact, I never
know what to say,
when a simple "thank you,"
through my cloudy reddend
eyes, I should have said,
but in my heart I believe
she sensed my gratitude
through this bond we share,
that transcends time and space
being brother and sister,
she felt it, and if she did not,
then there I write about,
thank you,
my snow panther
sister of mine.
and when, suddenly,
the same sickness I
am used to deal with,
stroke out on her,
it almost broke my heart,
to see her, suffering
with this same pain,
I've got used to carry,
I tried to help, but I'm
not a doctor, unfortunately,
but only a brother
trying to help out
this wounded snow panther
sister of mine, oh, it
broke my heart, it did.
I'm glad to see though,
that's she's tougher,
sh's strong, she defeated
this evil malady, much
more quicker
than I did.
So she can go on
running through
these crowded streets,
trying to remain undetected,
but she just don't care,
for she's a feral cat,
a fierce beast
when it needs to be,
I have felt,
I have seen.
So, now we have to part,
even for a few days,
it is a great deal,
to not see her smiling around
turning her life around,
while I am stuck on a
dead engine, dead heart,
dead plans and dead hopes,
she naver, ever gave up,
and it really amazes me me,
- yes you do -
sweet sister of mine,
my snow panther
redhead lady,
sister of mine,
sister of mine.
I bid you farewell,
and hope you can tell
by these lines that
don't even rhyme,
that I care, and i love you,
yes I do, because
you were there for me,
all this years, all this time
I was in hiding, I was
in pain, we got this
strong bond,
that transcends
time and space,
yes we do.
Thank you.
And farewell.
If you ever need me,
you know where I'll be.
waiting for your
safe return.
Thank you,
snow panther,
sister of mine.
And, believe it or not, these words really touched her, and my whole family, at least on the "snow white" part of the family, should've included mom as the White Lioness or something like that, for she's into spiritual stuff, horoscopes(not that she reads all that bullshit they print out every day, a shuffle of optimistic words, y'know, on papers and magazines), but she's a Lion according tho that belief, while Marcela's a Libra, annnnnd(drum roll)...I am a Virgo. Matches perfectly, this idiotvirgin imbecile that I am, ehehehehe.
Well, I don't buy this crap at all, but it is rather ironic, I must admit. So, for today's post, after all the praise I've been getting on writing that "poem" about my sister, Why not post it here. But believe me, it's just...ah, I dunno. Not my best words at all. I just sat and wrote it down in about 15 minutes, whatever came to mind.
So, there you go. Ta ta.
