«Where we are taught to compete
Since an early age eager to beat
Forging an attitude with fierce wickedness
And feelings that discard a future wellness.
Where they are brought up stalkers
Instead of students with values
They are inculcated as violent talkers
Observing their awareness devalued.
Where it’s eased to make something akin to Love
Yest,it is not,we aren’t taught to Love.
We are only taught to pursue manipulation
And those kindly people succumbing that domination.
Where it is widely used «Falsebook»
Pretending to act with a Brand new look
Which really doesn’t define you as a valuable person
Since its purpose is becoming it an «aristocratic lesson».
Where society takes over souls
At expenses of power and money
Which rule through an authoritarian roles
And weapons found as tools funny.
Where prejudice is the King
And people are its tamed subjects
No matter been governed by useless insects
As long as Law is an abided thing.
Where tolerance fades out
Not even the poorest deserves it
Though the richest can afford it
With resignation it must be looked out.»
*First part of the poem translated from Spanish titled «Sociedad Reducida a Nada»*
La Brújula 