{"id":33383,"date":"2020-08-26T15:08:55","date_gmt":"2020-08-26T18:08:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jornalrol.com.br\/?p=33383"},"modified":"2020-08-26T15:08:55","modified_gmt":"2020-08-26T18:08:55","slug":"sandra-albuquerque-poetiza-gritos-da-africa-em-tres-idiomas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jornalrol.com.br\/?p=33383","title":{"rendered":"Sandra Albuquerque poetiza &#039;Gritos da \u00c1frica&#039; em tr\u00eas idiomas!"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"pdfprnt-buttons pdfprnt-buttons-post pdfprnt-top-right\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jornalrol.com.br\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fposts%2F33383&print=pdf\" class=\"pdfprnt-button pdfprnt-button-pdf\" target=\"_blank\" ><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/jornalrol.com.br\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fposts%2F33383&print=print\" class=\"pdfprnt-button pdfprnt-button-print\" target=\"_blank\" ><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/jornalrol.com.br\/wp-content\/plugins\/pdf-print\/images\/print.png\" alt=\"image_print\" title=\"Conte\u00fado de impress\u00e3o\" \/><\/a><\/div><h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.jornalrol.com.br\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/06\/9f6225c2-19e8-4a60-ba2c-0f4b619632d7.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"31960\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/jornalrol.com.br\/?attachment_id=31960\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/jornalrol.com.br\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/06\/9f6225c2-19e8-4a60-ba2c-0f4b619632d7.jpg\" data-orig-size=\"1078,1094\" data-comments-opened=\"0\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"9f6225c2-19e8-4a60-ba2c-0f4b619632d7\" data-image-description=\"&lt;p&gt;Sandra Albuquerque&lt;\/p&gt;\n\" data-image-caption=\"&lt;p&gt;Sandra Albuquerque&lt;\/p&gt;\n\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/jornalrol.com.br\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/06\/9f6225c2-19e8-4a60-ba2c-0f4b619632d7.jpg\" class=\"wp-image-31960 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.jornalrol.com.br\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/06\/9f6225c2-19e8-4a60-ba2c-0f4b619632d7-296x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"180\" height=\"183\" \/><\/a><strong>Gritos da \u00c1frica<\/strong><\/h2>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.jornalrol.com.br\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/a2eb587b-c1a7-4f4d-8312-49c852a80dd4.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-33384 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/www.jornalrol.com.br\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/a2eb587b-c1a7-4f4d-8312-49c852a80dd4-300x198.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"198\" \/><\/a>Vida escrava<br \/>\nHumanidade perdida<br \/>\nFome que assola<br \/>\nDoen\u00e7a maldita.<\/p>\n<p>Na escurid\u00e3o<br \/>\nMurm\u00farios se ouve<br \/>\nPura desgra\u00e7a<br \/>\nSem ontem e hoje.<\/p>\n<p>O tempo n\u00e3o conta<br \/>\nSem expectativas<br \/>\nTudo \u00e9 indecente<br \/>\n\u00c9 fera ferida.<\/p>\n<p>No meio dos montes<br \/>\nE nos alagados<br \/>\nGritos de socorro<br \/>\nDa \u00c1frica s\u00e3o evocados.<\/p>\n<p>Poucas m\u00e3os se estendem<br \/>\nVindas de todos os lados.<br \/>\nAo encontro de olhares perdidos<br \/>\nE cora\u00e7\u00f5es dilacerados.<\/p>\n<p>( Poetisa : Sandra Albuquerque)<br \/>\nRio de Janeiro,30\/07\/2019.<br \/>\nDireitos Reservados<br \/>\nLei 9.610\/98.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Traduzido para o Ingl\u00eas<\/p>\n<p><strong>Screams from Africa\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Slave life<br \/>\nLost humanity<br \/>\nHunger plaguing<br \/>\nDamn disease.<\/p>\n<p>In the dark<br \/>\nWhispers are heard<br \/>\nPure disgrace<br \/>\nWithout yesterday and today.<\/p>\n<p>Time doesn&#8217;t count<br \/>\nWithout expectations<br \/>\nEverything is indecent<br \/>\nIt is wounded beast.<\/p>\n<p>In the middle of the hills<br \/>\nAnd in the flooded<br \/>\nScreams for help<br \/>\nFrom Africa they are evoked.<\/p>\n<p>Few hands reach out<br \/>\nComing from all sides.<br \/>\nMeeting lost glances<br \/>\nAnd torn hearts.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>(Poet: <strong>Sandra Albuquerque<\/strong>)<br \/>\nRio de Janeiro, 07\/30\/2019.<br \/>\nAll rights reserved<br \/>\nLaw 9 610\/98<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Traduzido para o Espanhol<\/p>\n<p><strong>Gritos de \u00c1frica<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Vida esclava<br \/>\nHumanidad perdida<br \/>\nEl hambre plaga<br \/>\nMaldita enfermedad.<\/p>\n<p>En la oscuridad<br \/>\nSe escuchan susurros<br \/>\nPura verg\u00fcenza<br \/>\nSin ayer y sin hoy.<\/p>\n<p>El tiempo no cuenta<br \/>\nSin expectativas<br \/>\nTodo es indecente<br \/>\nEs una bestia herida.<\/p>\n<p>En medio de las colinas<br \/>\nY en el inundado<br \/>\nGritos de ayuda<br \/>\nDe \u00c1frica se evocan.<\/p>\n<p>Pocas manos se extienden<br \/>\nViniendo de todos lados.<br \/>\nEncuentro miradas perdidas<br \/>\nY corazones desgarrados.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>(Poeta: <strong>Sandra Albuquerque<\/strong>)<br \/>\nR\u00edo de Janeiro, 30\/07\/2019.<br \/>\nTodos los derechos reservados<br \/>\nLey 9 610\/98.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Traduzido para o Franc\u00eas<\/p>\n<p><strong>Cris d&#8217;Afrique\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Vie d&#8217;esclave<br \/>\nHumanit\u00e9 perdue<br \/>\nLa faim s\u00e9vit<br \/>\nMaudite maladie.<\/p>\n<p>Dans le noir<br \/>\nLes chuchotements se font entendre<br \/>\nPure disgr\u00e2ce<br \/>\nSans hier et aujourd&#8217;hui.<\/p>\n<p>Le temps ne compte pas<br \/>\nSans attente<br \/>\nTout est ind\u00e9cent<br \/>\nC&#8217;est une b\u00eate bless\u00e9e.<\/p>\n<p>Au milieu des collines<br \/>\nEt dans l&#8217;inondation<br \/>\nCrie \u00e0 l&#8217;aide<br \/>\nD&#8217;Afrique, ils sont \u00e9voqu\u00e9s.<\/p>\n<p>Peu de mains tendent la main<br \/>\nVenant de tous les c\u00f4t\u00e9s.<br \/>\nRencontre des regards perdus<br \/>\nEt des c\u0153urs d\u00e9chir\u00e9s.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>(Po\u00e8te: <strong>Sandra Albuquerque<\/strong>)<br \/>\nRio de Janeiro, le 30\/07\/2019.<br \/>\nTous les droits sont r\u00e9serv\u00e9s<br \/>\nLoi 9610\/98<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Gritos da \u00c1frica<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":11,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[3381,6854,7699],"class_list":["post-33383","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-comunicacao","tag-escravidao","tag-poesia","tag-sandra-albuquerque"],"aioseo_notices":[],"views":520,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":34761,"url":"https:\/\/jornalrol.com.br\/?p=34761","url_meta":{"origin":33383,"position":0},"title":"Sandra Albuquerque: &#039;Negro&#039;","author":"Sandra Albuquerque","date":"30 de outubro de 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