Khalid Gaston

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When the day is over, I see my body oh so decomposed
I decide to take one last stroll in the rainforest
There I see a spot to let myself be disposed
In a beautiful cloudy day in August
...

Should I be buried in the land I was born in,
Or in the lands my ancestors were robbed from?
Will my homeland want the body of the long forgotten intruder,
Or will the motherland embrace what is left of her child?
...

Rojo,
La necesito como la sangre roja que fluye dentro de mi
Rubí,
Sus labios brillan como rubíes, sus dientes como diamantes
...

Peace, salvation, fortitude
Death, cursed, solitude
The white dove gets praised for being born
The white rabbit gets scavenged and torn
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Poet, engineer, and lover of philosophy.)

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The Rainforest

When the day is over, I see my body oh so decomposed
I decide to take one last stroll in the rainforest
There I see a spot to let myself be disposed
In a beautiful cloudy day in August

As I lay there becoming a part of nature
Seeing my bones, muscles, organs in a state that can only be described as despair
The crows wonder who created such a rupture
They pity this soul to the point they offer their god a prayer

To lay on the rainforest while the ground swallows me whole
The maggots will make a feast out of me
I become a part of the trees, completely under their control
Ilove my desintegration, i obey their decree

On this cloudy day of August where I finally get rest
I admit defeat in God's lifelong test.

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