Verses grayed by the absence of time,
old man without affection of children
who forgot I take care of him,
children orphaned by hazards of unjust life,
nights sleep without guests on a dawn,
mother in tears for the lack of love and
contempt of the child,
father without love does not have
the forgiveness of a divine God...
Withered smiles in a sea of grace like
submissive bitterness in a bed of tender
glances in which the lexicon mounted
on the wind is lost,
crazy time in an existence full of eccentrics
without sincere tears that caress happy moments...
Loneliness surrounded by so much sick unhappiness
hides blushing in tenacious discouragement full of
myths and despotic lies that are shown in the
abundant face of routines embodied by fears
and miserable mirages turned by poisonous
selfishness and stupid inequality that leads us
to the bitterness of the cutting edge of human misery...
John Bisner Ureña.
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