You parade your beauty
and everyone seems to notice...
Vanquished beneath sheets of hollowed blue
forever destined to endeavor this light burning...
Homeless people on the street
not having money to eat...
How marvelous is the stain of betrayal
Excellently groovy living with perverted truth...
Consequences:
The results of our actions...
"My father hits me when he's drunk,"
"I cut my flesh into shreds and blood,"...
A cardboard box
raggedy clothes...
For Elisha
The sound of your voice...
© Francisco Guzman 2005
Why is the world so unfair, unjust with all...
Here we stand
hand in hand...
Silenced is their laughter
Broadcast are their lies...
A flower wilts
a child dies...