AFRAID OF HAPPINESS
 

I am afraid of happiness.
For me a sign of sadness, anxiety... suffering.
 

I am afraid of the sensation of joy,
Because life gives us is feeling of being happy
Only for a few moments.
 

As if we were play things in life's hands,
Life gives and takes from us our wishes,
As if our feelings were not so important.
 

I am afraid of the unknown.
The giant, prepotent and magnificent,
Uncontrollable in its wishes, invincible in its evil.
 

We are pushed through life
As a river in furious despair.
 

I am afraid of happiness, because like us,
Is dominated by the prepotent giant...
The magnificent unknown.



At home. London, October 1992
 MARIA LUCIA DA COSTA