I do not want to write poems anymore
I do not want to write poems anymore
Verses made of lines that drip
Blood oozing from my heart!
I do not want to write lyrics anymore
Words template for a love denied
Lamentations of my solitude!
And only prayers
soothe
My thirst for love!
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Sometimes
they come back
(The
New Slaughter of the Innocents)
Herotheniau
and Dontius Pilatrum
Are
plotting all around
The
first wants to be again
The
only king of Palestine
and
that is why he’s killing
all
the children around Israel;
the
second, is convinced,
after two thousand years,
he
has found the truth
he
once asked Jesus about
now
embodying it
with
the arrogant recklessness
of
one who wants no restraints or limits
except
those he imposes on himself
And
he would do well
to
wash his hands of it,
even
if they are stained with money,
oil,
and power,
and
he will never be able
to
clean them.
Moreover,
he is an accomplice
to
king Herotheniau
in
the extermination of innocent children.
Unfortunately,
sometimes they return.
