Riots in Tunisia, riots in Egypt ...
All you have
it deep in your eyes basins
are like dry river basins
that at some point in life were abundant channels
succulent fish. Where
go to forget the screams and the thud
of falling bodies,
the horizon crimson, purple and black blood
bright and fresh dries
mixed with oil.
The neat rags and demanded their belongings poor
dignity and painted walls for cracks.
Now I understand, was the announcement
of what was coming as an angry
wind started to desert.
is cracked, crack thrones
pushing the momentum of his fall
the golden roofs that covered their heads.
will leave the unjust city and villages filled with nothing, you
a shadow is enlarged,
as the earth rotates on itself and grow
new men.