The silence starts very early,
the sound of the footsteps is heard far away
with the glow of the sun on my back.
There are rumors of war for freedom.
before the rooster crows
in the long spiral of time.
With hands on the face
I saw many young people die
and each time the sacrifice of the mothers is greater.
The vultures in the sky break the wind,
they fly towards the shadows in agony
like a blood moon spell.
@corderosiete01/08/2018
