One Million Red Ribbons

The FACES OF the POWER (they read and they comment) the faces of these facistas of the power estam hidden in mazelas, that it has as origin, to determine the forms to organize, but they only direct this organization, for its regimen dictator, using you mask of human beings, if they make of artists, with its more good paper to make the art of the demon, in treating as figurantes to the real life, forgotten always in the happy end. in these circumstances and this suffering, we are played in the side street of perhaps, and to each day if balancing in the palafitas of ours you live deeply, causing strong scars in our being. in this balance in them we raise to each fall, searching forces in our sun, to illuminate ours to know, and to renounce this false happiness, of these smiles marked for the hypocrisy, using its videos of common-sense, but always hiding its poison, are these vipers, that create its wing through our confidence. For in such a way we go to provide all our wisdom, and to open the eyes for these impostors, to be happy one day, and to make of our voice one raises. Already we are treated as renegados of the society, then we ignore these unjust sovereigns, who construct with much astuteness its goods, we go to show they our civility and our greater well, why he does not exist well bigger that our love. Already we are in state of I besiege, prisoners in our residences, without a true education, in them will only bring violence, we do not want to be deported of our proper conscientious one, therefore if they do not serve stop serving in them, only go to make dirty our environment; Therefore we go to reflect, this is our pure realism, we go of the one is enough, to these genocidas and its faces.