Eternal absence

After your odyssey in the slavery of the life, suddenly the death called you, it was your time, it sought, and the bill of your life paid off.

And your adventures in the highways, years, so many years of lost expectations. And you continued, you turned to the limits of the destiny.

It is deceived so many times insisted on the slaves' route. More years, so many years without remuneration.

It is the more suffering, more food for God that later will reward you, it will guide you, it will feed you in this life and in the other it will follow you.

The reward is in the earth that we stepped and in the sky we just looked at him.

We lived of promises, and of tortuous hopes of the electoral politicians' assemblies.

And the times always so difficult, easy for the ones that they adulterate the History, always more and more difficult for the crowds that perish in her without they glimpse the promised better future, forgotten, lost.

To remember the watered earth of tears. Of so much time in her past in the fight against the sadness of the poverty, in the certainty that the death is the left faculties' continuation so that the alive ones in them are inspired and continue in opening of the doors of the Universe.

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