In the mouths of wolves
Vultures wait to eat rotten meat
Dries in the heat of a hot sun
The same flesh that the wolves brought
At the spearhead of your teeth
The dead body by the fury of an arrow
That struck by hatred there lies on earth
Surrounded by curses and envy
By the cruelty of the bad promise-payers
Ah! Yes! The ignorant and evildoers of the forest
Living on the sovereignty of mediocrity
Different from bird poets
How bad it is to spread to the light when it leads us
Is it wrong to think and say, feel and love?
Maybe for the cowards, who only make them beg
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