On the reverse
of the world
without real life
at the door
of the next world
unturned instruments
cacophonous orchestra
and everyone
everywhere
singing Peace
seeking for fame
while hate and hope
give birth to the death
Then, lack of words
Preachers,
Great orators,
...others....
Speechless;
Inside a hysterical movement,
our soul's movement......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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