Cubs
newborns in a debased world. Cubs
hoping to learn to walk
in a vast and strange world.
Cubs open their eyes waiting
its freedom,
that probably will never
.
Cubs ever going to see white sand beaches, majestic
dining with meals lush
the sun peeking through the horizon, red clouds
crying his misfortune,
a woman stroking her hair.
do you have?
A god that looks callous disregard
with a cold floor
a grocery
a roll cold hot cold shower
rare and banned cigarette odors that make
cloud your mind
his brothers, other puppies,
who love freedom, but live the same Unfortunately.
Occasionally, these puppies
happens
something beautiful:
With its small and innocent tongue poke
where white and sharp teeth,
lick lick lick
and follow the padlock
apres,
hoping that someday it
pity his misfortune,
and so
able to walk and see this world
debased
vast and unusual.
Meanwhile, everything still seems
a world of shit.
pablito
For a resident of the street wise enough, and hopefully
existence
not continue for too long, because I have
who wanted to tear
head when he saw freedom.
