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Moments

Unending moments,
Moments that flee,
Moments as such,
Moments are we.

Moments of passion,
Moments of fear,
Moments as such,
Moments that are near.

Poesía Fortuita

Grey and blue skies,
Full of ancient love,
That existed and gave me illusion,
Drawing me that force,
Of youth and disillusionment,

I fly to the other,
That which remains beyond,
Beyond the known and the light,
Beyond the shadow,
Reaching infinity.

Cities and streets filled with disaster
Even the most ignorant shit ends with clapter
Monkeys dancing on stage
Tights and scandalous looks on an underage
Tell me what its coming to
The hungry man can´t get a few
Much less a decent greeting
Get out the way, late for the meeting
Always askin bout the sense
Considerin the bliss of being dense
Or just lettin it roll by
Poundin hag and getting high

Love being the final answer?
Enough to beat low vitals and cancer?

The question the only path,
Creating more confusion,
But the mysterious remains,
Something to discover
Jealousy, destruction
Love, creation
Both are valued and as such
I tell you, what is certain
Is that there is no soul
Without me being with you.

Freedom has run out
Opportunity has left
Yet we cross the river together
We will liberate a sole bunch
So that a seed may grow
From which life will come
As if it were god
We make nothing without our hands and voice,
The real fight is about class,
And we don´t know how to share
Nor add
More than we believe we should,
Salvation involves more,
Than being under a temple,
Realize some works,
Because your hands are the hands of God.