THE CHANGE OF THE YEARS
Climate continues with its whims
. But here they want to party
In the annual rite we have remained
We need to stand out from
the wander With an expensive glass of wine.
The wounds are still where they were
No scourge or philanthropy can cure them
Not a miracle doctor are therapists on earth.
How many people separated from the ways of immigration
Wishes that arrive only online.
Elderly parents who do not cross the threshold
How many children in war countries Gift this can’t be.
Festive euphoria that conquers everything
Lights that blinds you of showcases
People who suddenly remember
It’s time to unite congratulations.
In the outside decor
we are left Drunken chrisma and fireworks
What path have we paved for peace and love?
Today, for a tomorrow.
