Enemy of war
And its reverse, the medal,
I did not propose another battle
To fight the heart
To put oneself on the ground
Under the weight of a story
That was going to rise to glory
The power of reason.
And now that there are no longer trenches
Combat is the ladder
And he who climbs the highest
It will save its head
Even if it sinks into the asphalt
The beauty.
Look at them like reptiles,
On the lookout for prey,
Negotiating at each table
Occasion makeup;
All the rails follow
May they lead to the summit
Crazy, because they dazzle us
Their parasitic ambition.
Before they were prophets
And now success is their goal;
Merchants, traffickers,
More than nausea they give sadness,
They did not touch for a moment
Beauty .
And they told me about futures
Fraternal, supportive,
Where everything false
Would end up in the pile.
And now that the wall is falling
We are no longer so equal
You have so much, you are worth so much
Long live the revolution!
I vindicate the mirage
Of trying to be yourself,
That journey towards nothingness
Which consists of the certainty
Of finding beauty in your eyes.

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