I've seen death.
I've seen
my friends, my men being killed.
And this is,
it doesn't take too many days of that
and you change dramatically.
Everywhere you would look,
you would see dead people,
you know,
dead soldiers there,
here,
ours,
theirs.
Then civilians besides,
dead animals.
So death was all over.
You don't have a chance when your friends go down,
you know,
to really take care of them,
as you might.
And especially if you're in an attack,
moving or whatever.
A quiet deathly question.
I'm pushing the branch that covers this mountain
But this depth is a scream,
a resistance from the defensive line
Some have come out to the ground,
face recognition
Smoke and dead nature, and around me the threat
I'm armed, I'm checking the optical field
In my feet, a dead host and a dead leaf
My clothes are wet, the cold is passing through
I'm going out for a walk,
until I wait for the scene to be seen
I'm following the sound of a strange walk
I hear the sounds of a bite I turn a second sound,
trees and rain
And a leaf from the forest on the edge Ease,
irony,
today we will eat something
I'm staring,
my eye is bleeding a tear I see the only innocent in this battle
And there is something in the depth of the mind that
is like ice This world is wrong and full of blood
But the floor still doesn't seem and you feel everything well You
struggle and you get stuck and you say the state is a cataclysm
Unknown in words,
in practice,
knowingly Invisible,
visible and a click away,
the next enemy
Standing still in schools, at work,
in civil violence,
in police democracy
War in the streets and in the dark alleys
We with the dogs and the bags in front
They fill in parallel squares and bags And in the end,
only the food for the crows remains
And this war exists and it doesn't seem And
this world doesn't suffer from you anymore
Around me,
horror,
around me,
walls,
all the back and sides Around me,
a bird,
a yellow bird,
I'm eating what I had left
Around me,
yesterdays and todays,
and lonely hugs Around me,
hunger,
around me,
a sting,
around the contemporaries
Chaos,
the arches,
the vultures,
the fears Around me,
mistakes,
around me,
passion,
war machines
Borders,
wounds,
words that belong to yesterday I'm the hunter,
I'm the planet,
I'm the blood,
you say
We lived yesterday,
it's a premiere on the screen
Battles are flashes and my opponents look like clones
Around me,
arches,
around me,
marks,
boats,
people full
Around me,
backs,
around me,
arches,
they are close and self-satisfied
A few customers and a few assholes and the signs for the beds
And all the fools, we become there, the pillars
*,
because I'm here, I know all the reasons
But I can't remember, something else is here
Something else is moving close to the space,
like it wants to tell me
That life is a gift, a mistake
Look,
calm,
not like you,
when you see gold coins
Without fear or threat, but these are mistakes
The only innocent creature in this battle
Our food is just a existence in the snow
Our justice is a special one for the rules
Our morality
is useless in the years
Like the roaches that carried the cradles
There the hero resists and the weapon goes down
He remembered that life should look like a car that is heavy
But a flash scares him,
the death is approaching over the trees
Neither a movie nor a movie, all these crimes
Only running and anxiety,
you go and reach the mountains
But history is a miniature,
it records and doesn't care if it learns it
Neither he nor the mistake