what about now, José?
the party is over,
the lights are off,
the people are gone,
the night has gone cold,
what about now, José?
what about now, you?
you, who are nameless,
you, who mocks others,
you, who writes verses,
who loves, protests?
what about now, José?
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2019 | Poem: Carlos Drummond de Andrade (1902-1987)