If one day you notice my fear, my secret, and my body shut away in this room, I ask that you forgive my heart for beating so harshly. It cries out for justice, for freedom, and for a better Brazil—far from the claws of fascism and its false prophets.

Inside this room, where light barely reaches, my heart pulses with an urgency that cannot be contained. Each beat is a silent scream for a future where truth and justice prevail. I feel the weight of invisible chains trying to suffocate hope, but my spirit refuses to be tamed.

There is a flame within me that burns incessantly, fueled by the desire to see my country free from the shadows that threaten it. It is a constant struggle, a battle fought in the silence of my room, yet it echoes in the streets, in the voices of those who also yearn for change.

Forgive me if, at times, I seem distant or lost in thought. It’s just that I carry in my chest the pain and hope of millions. And even though my body is closed off in this room, my soul flies free, searching for a horizon where freedom and justice are more than dreams—they are tangible realities.

Together, we can turn this urgency into action, this hope into reality. For a better Brazil, for a future where we can live without fear, without secrets, and with our hearts beating in harmony with justice and freedom.

©️ Beatriz Esmer