Atualizado: 27 de fev. de 2021
I feel like I’m dying a little bit every day
and every time I think so
I wonder how I’ll be remembered after I die definitely
by the women I have loved throughout the times of my existence
by friends of daily and fictitious coexistence
by the superiors
who had in me
an obedient subordinate
a helpful friend
and also by those who were to me authentic sons of bitches
by my own subordinates in the different places where I worked
by colleagues and friends of different Ministries and State institutions
by the simple friends of circumstances
who depended on me for their social ascent
by the children who had me as a father-friend-counselor-mentor
by all those who dealt with the different characters of Stefan....
I think of the posthumous trials...
But what does it matter
those who will think of me after my death
if I won't be among the guys to applaud the lies
and not even to defend myself from demonization!!!
Thinking about death
I wish I could wake up on the third day.
and see-hear-feel with my own Self
the testimonies of the others
about the real essence of Me under your lenses
with truths and untruths made my Biography!
And the funniest of it all
will be the farewell speeches of friends
always with beautiful words by colouring the moment-the moments
even though they know I wasn't a hundred percent this all they'll say
When death comes
I want the ones who met me in the various versions of life
not to forget certain things:
I've been friend of my friends
I was intolerant of the evil-dishonest-rascals
I was a cheerful and correct person for clean SOULS
I know death will steal my body
will create my absence in the heart of those who wanted me for good
and leave intact my thoughts about THE EXISTENCE
And most certainly:
the Stefan-poet will live forever
until the day that poetry will no longer have its value.
The death of Stefan Florana Dick
it's a matter of time
and when the time comes
I don't want there to be any surprises,
that the destiny of Humanity is this rebirth
that manifests itself through birth-growth-reproduction-death.
Stefan Florana Dick