I have seen it
Its horrible threads
Hanging from their limbs
On every pieces of their bodies
I have no weapon
I have no valor
But an enemy and many wounds
I fear
It consumes all of us
Our respiration quivers
Betraying us
The only thing we can barely control
Gone
That is the silence
Of many staked bodies
Red
And an oxidizing smell
Surrounding us
It’s all they say
Without it
Peace won’t come
And with it
We all rise
Lies
Lies
Lies
Lies
They just seek power through us.
(25 de enero de 2014)
FPSA
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