Friday, August 10, 2012
3 Poems Containing Social Criticism
Survived (Poem)
Grow, construyendomil moradaslas spiders, casitasson of insects, rats caseriosde.
Fall off industries, their oils, as cascada.Van dying esparciendosu sangreponzoñosa.
Caen arteries, forests and sonquebradas, they reuniendocampesinos, workers retreat.
Muriendoestá my sight, I glanced gusanosdesfilandodirectohacia desangra.Los my soul.
There are the containersamarrados camionesembalados words, sealed with a cross on the forehead.
Banks have their haberesrobados retiradocontando.
The hands remain textilesultrajadas, go the villanosy their heads, broken dreams and vigils are proud lords, the dispossessed are humble.
Tore illusions, buried the sea, the land sank, labored there.
Rocks are spending, charitable fish, rolled their abdomens, they feed on evil.
Sounds destroy me, nothing to watch.
Raptor (Poem) When the liquor warmed their heads and manipulates the pseudo master spoke a irreverentey said floruna poison-drink cup, maybe two.
¿Dictator?, ¿Revolutionary?. In a bag will not fit many languages, should cut the spitting?, Or spit the hangman?
Four-headed Lord, I want fame and money-sorry my good obreropero should be put on the same outbreak born filapues ivy.
Now (Poem) along with my anxiety. I buried my esperanza.Hice grow reptiles, cóndores.Atraje the abyss, insects CARD the techos.Pegué anidé.Puse borrar.Nubes musgosimposibles of flies, worms, mangy cats, pigeons asesinaslistas matar.Toda this forest to save me.
Original: coming soon http://laidiotecaoculta.blogspot.com/ more poems to this same area. Greetings and live literature and poetry.
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