I’m looking for a poem that gives me strength; by the verse that makes me feel alive again. I insistently look for the page that explains to the world my agony and faithless, with the most special word of tenderness, soul and tolerance, but I’m not in the semantic or rhymes, I can’t find all that in the books or on the people faces. Even though we are only one, the same people and this can’t explain everything what is happening right now, since there is no history, precisely because I have no history, so you, so us…we are all forgotten as our pasts and battles…😔