The children of morrow they will run in the wild
20 August 2016
Now gone the attorney good riddance to all thrall
The chambers are stagnant the judges are silent
Corruption is rampant justice absence strident
Tongues of poets ferny with a lisp to enthrall
When stretched on a gurney with no love to recall
The moments then vacant no solace can present
Like death of a vagrant with no soul to lament
The end of the journey as the wild creatures call
New Times will come starker Mark my voice come hither
The sun hides in sorrow forgotten shadows’ child
The prairies are darker when the flowers wither
The hare leaves its burrow by the stillness beguiled
The venom’s the marker as the charmers slither
The children of morrow they will run in the wild
Reading of the poem:
Pa Bailar (Bailarin en el Tren) – Bajofondo
Zitarrosa – Bajofondo
Infiltrado – Bajofondo
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