THE CORNER OF THE PANTRY

Insomnia outraged dream
my chest fragile pervasive nostalgia
and cruel police violated rights
much audaty,now much infamy,
a sad world without an owner.
the night is eternal and not just
the cool air caresses am
frivolous and flirtatious fill us with greed
waiting for an illusion, a hope,
a desire, an eagerness, a different world.
In the corner lies lost, unpleasant time
not distinguished and unforgiving.
The birds perch on the little eden
have nothing to eat, hunger,
poor are living creatures
in a country that has no name.
Mr. justice with deliberate malice
nefarious cretins who do not feel pain
we ruthlessly expelled from the earthly paradice.
It is alway so, the sky is blue, the world
is rosy, the aristocracy and the police
why?, look at us with adio and resentment
no love and are faitnful servants of the lord
in on the other hand a dagger.
so if it is in the corner, a paradise lost
a small world where dreams are broken.