G\u00c2NDURI DE AZI
\nPrea mult se pare c\u0103 alerg\u0103m
\nSpre lumea asta blestemat\u0103
\n\u0218i tot mai mult ne \u00eendrept\u0103m
\nSpre iadul care ne a\u0219teapt\u0103.<\/p>\n
G\u00e2ndim mereu c\u0103 este timp
\nDe poc\u0103it \u0219i Dumnezeu
\n\u0218i mergem \u00een al lumii ritm,
\nCa s\u0103 te pierzi nu este greu.<\/p>\n
Pornim \u00eenc\u0103 de diminea\u021b\u0103
\nGr\u0103bi\u021bi f\u0103r\u0103 o rug\u0103ciune
\n\u0218i uite, lumea ne \u00eenha\u021b\u0103
\nIar noi sper\u0103m \u00eentr-o minune.<\/p>\n
Ne pierdem zilnic printre treburi
\nC-avem nevoi \u0219i griji prea multe
\nChiar timpul s-a scurtat, se pare,
\nNimic nu vrea s\u0103 ne asculte.<\/p>\n
Suntem prin\u0219i \u00eentr-o alergare
\nCe pare f\u0103r\u0103 de sf\u00e2r\u0219it,
\nNu avem timp de \u00eenchinare
\nCe s\u0103 mai zic de poc\u0103it…<\/p>\n
Am str\u00e2ns averi, ca fiecare,
\nUnii mai mult sau mai pu\u021bin,
\nDar inima \u00een noi cam moare
\nC\u0103 prea mult parc\u0103 r\u0103t\u0103cim.<\/p>\n
Avem de toate, n-avem lipsuri
\nC\u0103ci frigiderul e \u00eenc\u0103rcat
\n\u0218i mesele sunt copioase,
\nAvem chiar mult de aruncat.<\/p>\n
Bunicii aveau l\u0103zi de zestre
\nCu o c\u0103ma\u0219\u0103 \u0219i un cojoc
\nNoi avem dresinguri ce-s pline
\n\u0218i am mai cump\u0103ra, c\u0103-i loc.<\/p>\n
Avem bolizi de lux la scar\u0103,
\nPe jos nu mergem nici doi pa\u0219i
\nC\u0103 obosim \u0219i o s\u0103 ne doar\u0103
\nTot corpul, c\u00e2t suntem de gra\u0219i.<\/p>\n
Avem \u0219i rate f\u0103r\u0103 num\u0103r,
\nCu credite mai mari sau mici,
\nMuncim pe br\u00e2nci o s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103
\n\u0218i suntem ve\u0219nic obosi\u021bi.<\/p>\n
Avem speran\u021b\u0103 de mai bine
\nSpre lux \u0219i avere ne \u00eendrept\u0103m,
\nNu ne g\u00e2ndim c\u0103 noaptea vine
\n\u0218i timpul o s\u0103-l regret\u0103m.<\/p>\n
Cu s\u0103n\u0103tatea nu st\u0103m bine,
\nNe-am \u00eengropat \u00een datorii
\nCu fel de fel de tratamente
\n\u0218i fel de fel de terapii.<\/p>\n
Avem de toate, n-avem minte
\nC\u0103ci tr\u0103im azi f\u0103r\u0103 de m\u00e2ine,
\nNu avem timp, nu e al nostru
\nCe-ar fi s\u0103 ne trezim, rom\u00e2ne?<\/p>\n
Nu \u0219tiu de tu te-ai reg\u0103sit
\n\u00cen vreun cuv\u00e2nt din ce am scris,
\nDar eu m-am judecat pe mine
\n\u0218i vreau s\u0103 sper c\u0103 m-am trezit.<\/p>\n
Sunt foarte binecuv\u00e2ntat\u0103
\n\u0218i eu nu merit mai nimic
\nDe aceea scriu un vers \u00eendat\u0103
\n\u0218i \u00eencerc s\u0103 spun cam tot ce simt.<\/p>\n
Nu vreau ca s\u0103 jignesc pe nimeni
\nC\u0103ci timpul nostru este scurt,
\nEu \u0219tiu c\u0103 azi nu-mi apar\u021bine
\nDe m\u00e2ine nu mai spun nimic.<\/p>\n
\u00cemi cer iertare dac\u0103-s aspr\u0103
\n\u00cen vorba mea de multe ori,
\nDar lumea asta este vast\u0103
\n\u0218i este plin\u0103 de noroi.<\/p>\n
\u00cemi pare r\u0103u dac\u0103 \u00een versuri
\nPoate am gre\u0219it \u00een ce am scris,
\nDar vreau s\u0103 nu alerg zadarnic
\nVreau ve\u0219nicia cu Isus.<\/p>\n
\u0218i nu vreu s\u0103 fiu egoist\u0103,
\nEu ve\u0219nicia o doresc
\nCu tine, sor\u0103 sau tu, frate
\n\u0218i sper \u00een cer s\u0103 te \u00eent\u00e2lnesc..<\/p>\n
\u00cemi cer iertare \u00eenc\u0103 o dat\u0103
\nDac\u0103 mesajul e gre\u0219it,
\nDar inima mi-am pus pe tav\u0103
\n\u0218i am scris tot ce am g\u00e2ndit.<\/p>\n
V\u0103 mul\u021bumesc pentru r\u0103bdare,
\nV\u0103 mul\u021bumesc c\u0103 a\u021bi citit
\n\u0218i hai s\u0103 st\u0103m \u00een rug\u0103ciune
\nC\u0103 este timp de poc\u0103it.
\nEmilia Dinescu<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
G\u00c2NDURI DE AZI Prea mult se pare c\u0103 alerg\u0103m Spre lumea asta blestemat\u0103 \u0218i tot mai mult ne \u00eendrept\u0103m Spre iadul care ne a\u0219teapt\u0103. G\u00e2ndim mereu c\u0103 este timp De poc\u0103it \u0219i Dumnezeu \u0218i mergem \u00een al lumii ritm, Ca s\u0103 te pierzi nu este greu. Pornim \u00eenc\u0103 de diminea\u021b\u0103 Gr\u0103bi\u021bi f\u0103r\u0103 o rug\u0103ciune \u0218i […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":47,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[134],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12337","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-generale"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12337","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/47"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12337"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12337\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12338,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12337\/revisions\/12338"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12337"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12337"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12337"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}