quarta-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2011

... modern slaves!!!...


... My secret place that is very,
agreed, rendered in the arms of Morpheus,
incessantly
seek appropriate response,
rationale about what pains me,
angry, strikes,
Tears, like lightning in the dark night of unexpected storm,
all this apathy,
collective blindness,
which does not invite,
hides, mystifies really annoying
the heart of what I know,
herd that is compressed,
I hate,

I insist, stubbornly that characterizes me,
torments,
depleted that embarrass me,
Centaurs spewing sparks glowing reports,
monstrous creatures that are ascribed on the innocent,
distinction diminishes,
enslavement of crowds,
sossobram races under the yoke of these fierce
meats dwindle, skeletons stand,
tears do not run,
lives that fall,

those living, born already dead,
die constantly,
are people, are worlds
permanent affliction,
chafing me nightmares, deep,
stations, spare parts,
Luminescent ghostly crying,
alienation, persecution constant,
pictures so vile, degrading,

uncontrollable
dragged before what I see,
Christian opponents of adversity,
not disguise,
do not promise,
scream inside,
dream Phoenix from the ashes of discontent;
words line up acidic, harsh, icy winds, sudden,
I try to change reality,
alteio not praise what is praiseworthy,
charitable, kind,
by gift, made by orbital hollows recorded in the retinas,
words, acts that enhance,
if not grateful,
understand,
so natural compared to what is evil,
little sad on Earth, so a shortage of Christmas

reversal of the cataclysm that grows,
weather always present,
in any corner you dress,
victims who get bogged down, countless
endless conversations, smiles that are accurate,
drunk, ruffles,
finished early,
convinced, lost,
insurance, uncertain,
scattered in the majestic meetings,
encounters that are short stories,
endless past,
traveled in dazzling journey of mistakes,
entertainment of countless unhappy,
meetings of counterfeiters,
hidden in closets
pain, wounds, fears, famines,
disease, death rugged,
images, scandals, characters defaulting

are leaders, are leaders are cheerleaders, are gang
aware insane, irrational, who stand,
breadwinner, place,
prated, betting,
little vain, and many revelers pategos as before,
repetition of errors, adjustment of a situation,
poor souls who are
so few, so mad in the wilderness,
treaties, conventions,
so flawed, naive,
scoundrels convinced, delays in the solution,
empires that form, so large blocks,
money attached,
sorrows that make mountains of dead
are minds are bodies,

I feel hiccups in the chest,
convulsed in anger which turns into crying imperfect
senses in a desert of thoughts,
vacuum so dense that I blurs,
frames not,
converts to cry I feel,
reopening mouth opened wide, not repress,
echoes on the mountain, the river bed,
in the North Sea, so cold,
wince adobe structures,
sludge flow, mix the ground,
viscosities despicable content that shed
over the less dear, not assigned,
indifferent
these people,

are souls, minds are, are bodies,
are killed,
this new era is expected,
of the supreme ... slavery !!!... Sherpas !!!...

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