Build Your Palace On Green Marble Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

Time to sit in the garden, in the courtyard and listen to the birds madrigals,

Especialy the nightingale that consoles me in the night

Yes i know y was only a pice f junk, like a ti can, to kick

Not a beautyfull tiara

Not a cudlly bear

But im back, reborn, courtessy of my cathoic school.

You have to kiss alot of froggs, down the road before you find a princess

In this game stamina, obediance triumph over error,

They get the reward

A lot of no nos, then a yes, as if it were a mechanical, process

A world divided, into yes and no

An plan of approach to present to the chorus of gods

But what about naturaal emotional inteligence

let him draw, a masterpiece

You can choose the best flower in the bunch

A white marble statue, doves fly off its shoulder