Aldo gabbay kraas

Mama
You have been
Dead for 27 years now
And I must say to you
I am not the old Aldo
You used to know
Also you used to say that
I was not fully grown up
But every day when I 
Heard
You saying that
My feelings got very hurt
And I also got very upset
I was a men back then
You didn't allow me to have
Friends
You used to tell me also
That I didn't know how to socialize
With people
But you also never allowed me
To have 
Freedom in my life
Mama
Today if you were here
To see the matured Aldo
I became
Today I am 58 years old
Mama
Also I am having lots of
Freedom
In my life
I just love that you are
Dead
Because I can have my
Life
And be matured
Also you hated so much
My poetry
But today   I been writing poems
For 27 years
And I will never stop to
Write
Poems because it is therapy
For me
Mama
I still have my life  here
On earth
And I have good friends
That supports me in
My daily life
Mama
I hope you are resting in
Heaven
Mama
The day I die I will go to
Heaven
And there we will be
Re united again

I will not make promises
For you that I can't keep
I will not be jealous of you
Because you have more than me
I don't need the things you have
You worked hard to get
The things you have
Also you collect some
Stones from the sea
I know that you are a sea  lover
Also, you spent  most of  you days
At the sea
I will also treat you
With respect
I am not telling you lies
My dearest friend
I will not disturb you
When you are sleeping
Because you need your sleep
Also I am  an honest person
That you can trust
I will not mistreat you friend
I know that you don't need that
Also I am not planning to lose you
Because, I need you in my life
I am so glad that you are
A part of my circle of friends
For a long time now
Yes friend you know   me
From inside out
I know you try hard to please me
With your prayers
When we pray together for each
Other
In our prayers we ask God to
Give us
More peace  and some health
Because we have no peace in
Our lives
AIso we are no longer healthy

Water
It is so nice to sit
By the water
I could sleep here now
And wait for the
Arrival of the night
I will not drink this water
Because it is dirty
I love to see the wild flowers
I will not take them
I will leave where they are
So people can enjoy
Them

Don't ask me why
Why God made   me
Don't ask me why
I am a child of God
Don't ask  me why
I am  a middle class person
Don't ask me  why
I  made friends with poor people
I don't like the   rich people at all
Because they despise the poor

Tense weaves under the light ceiling
Wind comes to sweep the vague emptiness
Short and thin trail
Silently weaving our thread
No one notices the shine
Almost invisible in the hand
Spinning the trail of fate
Dust turns into a song
We are of pure silk
Born from fatigue and tenderness
Breathing through the cracks
Where the light throws its parties
Thread by thread
Cold white
Sun touches the ends of the paper
Tangled sky falls
Light flight without a hat
Everything beautiful soon fades
No one notices the shine
Almost invisible in the hand
Thin trail of destiny
Dust turns into a song
We are of pure silk
Born from fatigue and tenderness
Breathing through the cracks
Where the light throws its parties
Thread by thread
Cold white
Weightless
Without any trace
Silk that disappears
Changes its name
Forgets to be
We are of pure silk
Born from fatigue and tenderness
Breathing through the cracks
Where the light throws its parties
Thread by thread
Cold white

We will be alright
Father
You don't have to worry
Anymore about us
Every night we also
Go to bed early every night
Father, we are following you
Bed schedule
That you had made for us
And we must tell you
That is working fine
For us
Before you had changed
Our 
Sleep schedule

Hope you love me too
And I Iove you so
My dear brother, more
Than you know
Very much, more than
Gold or games
I carry your stories,
Your old nicknames
Not a lie
Late might, shared
Secrets under
The sky
Hope you love me too
Because I just want to feel
That from you
Loved by you, cherished through
And through
Dear brothers, my brothers, hope
You love me too
Also dear brothers, my home is your home
I am you oldest brother
Made long ago
By our Father, seasons ago
Years before you saw
Sunrise for the first time

The reason I am here
Is because of you
You created me
In your image and
I am grateful for that
I have nothing to bitch
About my life
Yes the Winter is killing
Me slowly
I hate to go out in
The Winter
But I have no choice
Because walking is good for
Me
I don't like the short days
That we have in the Winter
It gets dark At 5:00 pm
Every single day
Good night my God