Vultures fly in perfect circles

and pretend we believe

they are white doves

bringing us peace

Foul-smelling scavengers

disguised as prominent politicians;

illiterate statesmen or authentic literati,

that never attended a single seminar

or even stepped in a University

but surely received and will show with much glee

their hard earned honorary doctorate degree

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The same as the child cries

when he loses his tempera

and his drawings

are left without landscapes

As the night cries when it waits

for the moon's glimmer and its silhouette

are missing

In the same way the sky cries

when the wind frays the blue

and its shades

Thus my eyes cry and they do not stop crying;

from so much crying,

lifeless amidst deaf c...

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She frolicked between two turquoises,

the sky the sea;

now, on the sandy beach,

in the envelope of a tear,

they see her dance

©Noris Roberts

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As of today

I'll only be in your memory,

a trunk full of remembrances

you’ll want to throwaway

and remove forever

imagining you’ll forget me

From today on

I'll just be an empty space in your bed

you cannot embrace

and my scent on your pillow

that you will not forget

Starting today

I'll only be

a worn out image in your dreams

that will hush the pa...

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Like a coin

tossed in the air,

chance will decide

whether I will land heads or tails

To have control is almost impossible,

when I think I'm at the top

someone incapable or enviously sick

comes from behind

and knocks me down to the ground

I get up smiling,

starting again;

leaving nothing half done,

that's how I face life;

even when insults rain down ...

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The blood of innocents spreads like a flood,

covering cities and fields

because a delirious egomaniac, without remorse,

needs to be named in history books

Cities and villages are turned into rubble

because a fiend, without remorse,

decides to restore an empire

Widows and orphans perambulate the streets

because a diminished despicable man,

without remorse or sha...

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It is not a fable or a fairy tale,

even a child could understand my plea

that is why I speak loudly and vehemently

I am outraged to see

how those who wield power,

supported by uniforms and boots

see us as nincompoops,

weaving narratives of a distorted history

as if nothing had been there

Their very accommodated stories

build paper monuments to their heroes o...

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