In Angola they feel prisoners political accused of any crime. They say that it is a democratic regime that it is in the middle of the joy of their functions. The democratic potencies close the eyes and they point that it is like this that it is good, that it is like this that it is made the stability in Africa. Here is the income of the terrorism of which Europe is not gotten to loosen. Who supports the corruption and their dictatorships, in the bottom it is also terrorist without the knowledge.

quarta-feira, 18 de maio de 2011

Oppressive horizons


The times and the calamities are more violent than never, the people also.
And after so much end of the poverty proclaimed, suddenly she increases a lot. Short term, the profession (!) of politician, just as the one of dictator it will finish.
The highways of the life are very obscure. He had been able to, the corrupt ones diverted the budgets.
Do I look at the horizon and the one what see? The almost forty year-old dictatorship to graze on always at the same ranch.
The dictators are always to preach that they don't have money. But when they are dropped of the power, they are convinced that will never be it, and it is for that reason that they are dictators, easily he sees himself that they have billions of dollars in secret bills.
When the illiteracy drives the government, we consider dictatorship for the right.
To spoil the wealth of the country and the population and of the personal wealth to boast, here is the dictator's platitude.
We are always picked unexpectedly, barefoot and nude, before the promises of a new life and of a hilarious future.
Our life is a constant pilgrimage, until that finally found the final destiny of the eternal oasis.
During our wandering life in this earth, we observed the mornings daily and you be born them, the tears and the smiles of the beginning and of the end.
One of the fundamental things of ours to live is the constant projects, the one that held on to with braveness. And everything follows her normal course, until that suddenly something always happens, and that we became used to say always unexpectedly… the death.



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