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Oh, my homeland
Oh, my homeland
I don't know how to define you,
whether it is your land or your people,
some abstract idea
or those who now are absent
Oh, my homeland
you died from lack of conscience,
an unusual detachment;
they sold your freedom for coins
that today do not even pay
your burial with of grace
Those of us who loved you
and in fact we still do,
are left in limbo,
in deep agony,
th...
Monday 19th August 2024 12:55 pm
I don't know...
I don't know if the poet's dreams are inert,
if dishonesty surpasses the truth
I don’t know If before that twilight
the hours paused
and their shrieks burst out
I grope my way along the road,
finding a dungeon at every step;
the voice of hatred surrounds me like fire
taking root very close to me...
I don't know what I want to be and for what;
in what...
Tuesday 23rd February 2021 6:29 pm
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