“Surrounded by absolute cinism one is involved
Deceived,outraged,scammed by the most spurious ruse
From a scarce minority whose trick’s still unsolved
Yet fostering perfidy,insensitivity causing a strong bruise.
Our health and dignity smuggled
All kind of inventions delivered
Society’s heart and lung shivered,
Our lives coping fears more huddled.
Our striking rectangular partner seems to walk with us
Whose fidelity looks like,to all of us,to be always eternal
Though a knife may come from him without realising,thus
Shattering our safety and turning into something infernal.
Under a curtain of miseries we are bound to live
Yet Love is the only element resorting to
Otherwise,in this theatre play we’ll be mostly blue,
Dehumanized where our community have no one to give.
Pen and canvas as the main source of sincerity,really true
I’d want this infamous curtain doesn’t bump into my way
I wish as soon as possible,it doesn’t transform into a stray
Though the only play I want to be part of is that with You”
*Poem translated from another own creation in Spanish named as “Hipocresía latente”*