Analysis of Foreigner

Oh! Foreigner, theater performances
crush and transform
your stone heart
small marks on faces,
in hands, in time that does not stop
stays awake and travel

The last lights of the day
you count and you remember
Oh! you mother
rooted in the Sun with
your boundless tenderness
you hugged and kissed your children
in the rain of stars

Your words are songs
and travel took years
beauty was suffocating in your heart

In the yellow street lights
of a foreign country
strangers your body
on mirrors carved