Blogging poetico

Minimal time fortune

We deserve to be nothing
above our tears and ashes
We deserve the racism
inside our minds.
We are not a divine toy,
are we a single tongue,
an inner shadow
climbing the surface of nothingness?
We are the killed souls
of eternal signs, we are the abandoned
columns of sorrow.
We deserve to be nobody in History
because we are a future
sharpened by the pencil of misery.


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