The Seagull Flight Poem by Adilson Pinto

Soul: why should I hear you?
Why should I pay attention in what you say?
Why shouldn't I hear my bright intellect first?
Wouldn'tI being more - reasonable?
Ah! Soul: Yes, I can see you, bird!
I really can see your flight more beautiful than an aircraft's one!
You are a seagull my soul, a seagull which wants to fly over the sea of my life!
You can't oh no, you can't be arrested!
The intellect arrestes you on the ground, then you can't smile
You can't flow, you can'tbe yourself oh! my humble soul,
You go into despair, you move your wings like a crazy seagull,
Your happiness and your reverence go away,
And you die so great the hurt so great the wound - oh miserable seagull! ! !