CYCLE : BETWEEN GOOD AND EVIL
There are some among us, who
Have their dogs talls order to cut
Of to make more racialy dogs look
There are some among us, who
Of their breedings birds wings cut
So only that birds don’t fly far too
And there are some among us, who
Don’t allow wings our kids to grow
The grows of children wings cut off
As if wasn’t the murder, crime worst
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I met little girl of years four
To leg of table she was tied
For whole long lonely days
Without food and any toys
A teen age boy I had to met
Naked mother scrubbed his
In the shower carresing him
In the tram I gawe way to seat
To an old woman, but then she
Sat healthy granson, almost big
Solidarity with a boy humilated
You fool, to him repeated father
Nothing good of you will grow
So he mocked his own only son
I met a teacher who the police called
When little students in school toilet
Wrote a slogans against goverment
I met a lesbian couple pseudo-smart
Which extorted money, and the law
To teach kids sexual deviance to like
I was from work as educator removed
And I made with kids a satire theater
How the children’s rights are by passed
How a young employer is incited, I saw
To corruption, carrerish, a lies, a scam
Fortunately, I wasn’t really to watch
Destruction of young people in wars
To be an orphan, soldier, I didn’t have
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There are some among us, who
A prosthesis of wings trying make
They worth of help, most respect
They are often punished, rejected
They want,like guardian angels
Make us the ever-better wings
Let’s not them against never
( June 1, 2025 )
