What is the future for us?

Poems agains wars, brazilian politics corruption and violance


What is the future for us?
In these times of darkness, corruption reigns
And does not leave crumbs to the slaves below ...
Politicians forge improvements, but deflct assets,
And they disfiure the sun in which the TV
misrepresents images.
Cruel politics paints a disfiured present.
The bread gets more expensive, and the artwork
bleeds
The storm that gives goodbye to the children’s
future.
The boats are swaying in the wind of despair.
Millions are diverted, hospitals are closed
And schools are falling ... false bank acconts
The walls, externally, what do these guys want?
They steal children and then smile at them,
Disorienting with directions.
There is no return since the Indians are dead and
the
Forests are destroyed.
There are no returns to the workers who will die in
slavery.
The future stuffed with dollars is dying dryly
In external accounts, and internally the lights are
Deleting the future.
Since as the press is not reporting ...
The imminent tragedy.

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