solteiros

What do they know of love
These men who have never been married?
What do they know
About living face to face with happiness
These amateurs of passion?
Do they imagine it's like home used to be,
Having a family of one's own,
Watching the little bones grow lethal,
The eyes turned on you -
And realizing suddenly that it's all
Your own fault the way things are,
Because it's you now
Not your parents who're in charge?
Can they understand what it means,
These suntanned single men?

"Bachelors" (Hugo Williams)