Martyrdom of a condemned man
that not being judged
was already executed
And not because of his actions
they told him
"what was best for him"
Scoundrel the executioner!
to the orca with him ...
that not being a substitute
on the bench
where the first row
was the great witness
Case closed !
But when did they open it?
In the blink of an eye
one that a coward
I make the decision
through anyone's mouth
Damn, what frustration!
And I was so yours...
it hurts now not to have
that first of your smiles
in discreet gatherings
And it was already silenced
The convicted person asks to reopen the case
but it is not heard
the wind boasts,
so rude
the breeze wavers
Because there was no justice
while everyone
everyone is silent...
Where do I leave the pseudonym of my frustration?
on the street of silence
forgotten number
where the season never stops
and it always passes by...


Dragonfly 🦋
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