Thinking and speaking according to beliefs is sometimes a challenge. People (in their complex world of people) tend to act in open contradiction to their ideas (not all of them of course) and this impulse is necessary or not. But it is the reality in a world where we have progressed socially but not spiritually and humanly (not as much as we should).
What kind of people are those who are behind the wars?
Of the excellent path of armament that is developing in the XXI century.
How long will we continue to manufacture weapons instead of medicines?
In the fight against whom?
Where will that invisible enemy come from, lurking from a depressing and uncertain darkness, who claims our children. Fresh meat to feed the warlike, rabid beast that consumes their entrails. It burns them and reduces them to ashes, eliminates their silhouettes and their memory is crushed along with the mothers and their pain.
To be a son of man is more than a slight fabulation, in this uncertain sea. This rancid poetics that they write to us in mediocre newspapers, of infamous headlines that alert us of that loneliness that surrounds us. That hatred that they want us to swallow but that does not escape our truth.
Beliefs and our dead, our land, our imperishable hope, drawing in every mind other more appetizing paradises with another face.
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