Aug 20, 2006 14:41
This one is about the gap between the rich and the poor in El Salvador and it isn't totally finished but i don't know if it ever will be...
Cuando sus ojos han visto
la muerte, la violacion, la tierra, y la opresion
han aprendido amor con odio
cascading down the forest's
mountains with her years
of sedimentary jutting
donde inestabilidad es la base
El me mira. "Un dolar" me pide.
"Su cadena"
Already he has begun the
aspiration of begging the fire of desire
fueled by una falta de
comida y lograr
El otro lado laments
cool waters of forced obliviousness
standing aloof denying the side
lying nearby on opposite cliffs
sus rocas que bloquea
las aguas de vida son materialismo y el yo
the fall impeded by simbolos de poder
figuring the next six figures
olvidando sentido espiritual