y me pregunto...donde anda la justicia?
De veraz que es ciega
para la pobreza del pobre
para el hambre del hambriento
para la tristeza del triste...
Se ha tapado los ojos para no ver las injusticias
se cubrio los oidos para no escuchar los llantos
ha enmudecido para no hablar con los despojados
Se ha convertido en una estatua de piedra
que adorna los patios de los abogados...
alli es donde esta, inmovil, fria, insensible.
Mujer al fin!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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The elementary school - (ode to childhood)
Today I stop by this little park in my son old school. Long time ago, in this same place, I asked him and his classmates what did they wan...

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Demon? Perhaps both. Still. I miss you. I hope you regain Your wings And return to the light Someday.
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There is a star in the sky that is only mine... it look down at me and smiles and says: hey girl, how was your day? and I say, just fine!...
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I am done with the drama people that run around the world pretending to be who they are not... I am done with the emotional needy... eve...
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