To Valparaíso
This is the city where we
fight to survive
this is the city that taught
us how to steal
everywhere we look, misery and
poverty
but the last thing I’ll lose
is my dignity
I’ll fight hard to keep myself
alive
I have faith, and I know
things will work out
someday the air will be clean
and the rivers will flow back
the children will be free,
they will be no one’s slaves
This poem was written originally in English, it's about Valparaiso, a beautiful city in Chile I plan to come back to soon. I'll be including more poems and images, sorry I don't know how to manage blogs.
You can send comments, or whatever you want to, at either one of these addresses:
davisfrancois@yahoo.es
or
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