FREEDOM MAN

... man of freedom, look at you,
what are our slices of gold,
our burning rose
and the I,
or in what life, in what light and in what power do you give protective sky,
boom,
immensity,
order…?
.. hatred and revenge converge in sadness and cry out against you,
do you recognize yourself?
[sometimes you create death and suffer, you are death]
oh man of freedom, rebel, contemplate and love yourself;
You well know that only after cost and destruction, the Sun arises, resurrects,
and something new appears.
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Antonio Justel Rodriguez
https://www.orindepanthoseas.com
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