The sun shines again
The sun shines again
We begin the day with renewed illusions.
A town free of absences on the street
claim their constitutional rights.
The memories of the abuse are alive
between the illusion bars.
Tears moisten dry powder
from an arid land.
The networks sing cries of freedom
as a weapon of hope.
We are afraid to sleep
and get up with a mirage of freedom.
Separator
Original por 
02/04/2019