It feels like yesterday when I think about it
Yesterday when we were doing what we best
Playing tennis at the top of the train, jumping electric wires with disgruntled current
Yesterday when the heat was chasing us out of our clothes and wondering when are we going to do something with our lives to escape poverty
Yesterday when we were sworn with embarrassments, complaining about a filthy life of squatter camps
Yesterday when we were making a pun about us being heroes of tomorrow and zeroes of today
It feels like yesterday when I think about it first zero
I still see us ringing those bells of successors and trumpets of judgment finding us singing hallelujah, liberty from sin has come
Now life has brought terror to our territory
The lightning has done it again
Breaking a crust into two, living each hemisphere flowing on the galaxy without a path
It feels like yesterday when my thoughts make a climate of it
Tomorrow will come and I shall see you again on the other side
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem