A Portrait of Emprtiness

A portrait of emptiness I got a book sent from a Sunday paper it is in written Portuguese and tries to tell the story of a man who – as the folklore goes- was the only person in the whole world born evil. I look at his face it is early middle aged and he does not smile the way a politician should and I do not think his speeches began with a joke. He wears a windbreaker that has a slight military cut, the thumb of his right hand is partly hidden by the rest of his fingers, on his left hand, he has a manuscript to one of his speeches and behind him mountains and fog. I stare at his face his body stance and try to detect an aura of evil and of his mesmerising personality I see nothing It is said that when he was nearing sixty years of age he took his and his mistress`s life, oh yes his name was Hitler.