NO WAY OUT WITHOUT KNOCKING DOWN THE DOOR

It is not about
death
no more.
It is about
those lives
not worth living
no more.

It is about those
gray zombies running
all around,
rushing to their
miserable jobs,
running away from
one crap
into the next
crap
in a crap
circle.

It is not about
death
no more.
It is about
those who don`t
live
no more,
and don`t let
live
anyone else
in peace.

It is about those
who tell you
that you are
wrong
when they are
wrong,
and hate you
when you have the
courage
to do what they
don`t dare.

That could be,
oh yeah,
the real
problem.

WHO DO YOU ASK?

If you pray to
God
asking forgiveness
for your sins,
you should know
you are asking
God
to clean your
mess
instead of dealing
yourself
with it.

Rather,
would not be
better to ask for
forgiveness from
those you have
wronged?

Don`t you think
God
will forgive
your sins
once those you have
wronged
have forgiven
you?

Am just asking...

FREEDOM

How do I know if,
once I try
you,
I won`t want
you
only for one day,
one night?

Oh!
Freedom,
how comes
I never had
you
but I miss
you
so much,
so hard?

Where have
you
been?
Where have
you
gone?

With no
hello,
with no
goodbye...

SURRENDER

Surrender is the weapon
used against you
to accept the
nonsense we live
in.

There is no surrender
in nature;
every creature
fights
for survival
till the last breath,
like the buffalo
bitten by the Komodo dragon
on a sunny island.

Surrender is a mental
state
out of the thought
that there is no
other
way.

There is a way
if you look for it
until you
make it happen.

So
start
moving.

WHO AM I?

I have been given a name
a nationality, a passport
and a few memories.
I have been given a vague idea of where
should I go and
what should I do.
I have been given a light notion
of yesterday, of a moment ago,
while the now slips
away
while later never comes,
and always comes.
I have been told I have an unique soul,
and a body that will rot
one day or another
once the final show
is over.

That's all I got,
a dream given to me
so I forget
I do not matter
nor exist.
Neither do you.

YOU, POLICE MAN

Your uniform
represent
us.
You salary is
paid by
us.
You rose among
us.

Still,
your weapons are used
against
us.

Bare in mind one day
you will see
yourself
on the other
side,
a swift move
from repressor
to repressed.
This is no
threat at all,
but cold blooded
fact;
one day you
will serve
no further
purpose
to the power,
and you will be
dismissed.

So, sooner or
later,
see you
here.

DELUSION

So you think
your money will keep
you safe
once all rivers
just bring
polluted
water.

So you think
all this power you
seem to have
will keep you
safe
from an
earthquake
or a meteorite
impact.

So you think
there's
an individual
exit to
extinction.

Guess what,
the rabbit
hole
can go deeper
than you
thought
and the real
delusion
could be your
most precious
truth.

NOT THE WAY IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE

Many find
the hand of
God
behind every
coincidence,
synchrony
or
pattern
within our
known
universe.

So we place
its divine fingers
over every single
rock
and star
we have ever
seen,
while we try
not to be
eaten
by our
peers.

If we would
just
stop
watching
our belly buttons
for a fucking
minute

we could clearly

see

that everything

in the universe

is interconnected,

so it is not so strange

at all

that patterns

and synchronies
take place
without
any divine
stupid
reason.

But instead,
we make
God
cover our indecent
ignorance,
take a sigh
of stupid
relief,
and keep going
hell...

THE SHORT SIDE

While foraging
ants usually deal with
pieces many times
their own
weight.
So they call each
other,
and many ants
gather
to attempt to dismember
or pull together
the overwhelming
weight.

To say they pull
together
is a way to say.
In fact,
they pull against
each other
and the whole
entanglement
moves in the direction
where more ants
are pulling.

We are not very
different
from
ants.
So if you
disagree about
the direction
we are heading to
as a whole,
you need to understand
you are an ant
on the short
side.
The main difference
is that
you
can take a look
around
and see by
yourself
where this
entanglement
is going
to.

So go ahead,
take a look,
and discuss with
others
what shall
we all
do.

SO IT IS CLEAR

I'll say it
as many
times
as I need to,
no soldier is
my hero,
and no war is to
be
revered.

That's not my kind
of arrangement.

I prefer people
working to solve
problems
rather than being
or hiding
a problem.

I prefer those who
create
instead of those
who destroy.

I prefer those
who say
no
to a stupidity
rather than
those who feel
stupid
for not following
the
herd.

I have choosen
my kind
of hero,
so now you choose
yours.