The habit of going to unknown places It brought me to that scenario I stopped the car, got out, and went to explore that area On one side an abandoned train station On the other side an iron bridge … and that was where I was Suddenly I hear a click … then the audible alarms ring Instantly, I started running as fast as possible My heart leapt faster than my feet I was unprotected and trapped If the train came at high speed It would be possible to drag myself like a leaf I never thought of going through this in my life and I smiled! Adrenaline ran strong and free through my veins I felt more alive than ever Whatever it is! … I thought When I finally got to a safe place I grabbed the smartphone and started recording I confess that I was a little disappointed..the train was coming at low speed And with that my adrenaline was gone
“The sculpture by Francisco Santos. Conceived in 1913, it was inaugurated in 1915. It should be noted the good figurative quality that the work presents, as well as the strong sense of movement that the theme exhibits: the physical strength of the sailor based on the rudder orientation allows us to foresee the determination of man in the face of the vagaries of the river, still wild, crossed until recent times by force of arms. Therein lies the theme of man’s confrontation in the face of the impetus of the elements, personified by the inclemency of the Tejo. “
Old childhood houses Lime on all dead walls A forgotten funeral In this place of silence Sepulcral is the garden Any flower dies in the spring There’s the gate ajar by someone And the dark night was never the same In this inhospitable path I’m tired of walking Towards the night dawn of suns I watch the enlightened creation of the world Twilight life space It’s day again
