The earth has become a village
The news spreads in a single click
The life of the president became a film.
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye superficial ornament
Disappears under the crackles
Indiscreet lights and feathers.
They deliver us through the body
Impact and corruptible from the womb
The primitive animal impulses
Revealing another facet of the President.
Despairing and degrading spectacle
Of a false image fashioned Into the crowned lie
The court of the president vomits his hypocrisy.
Like a propitiatory victim
The president is led to purgatory
Does he call for help in humility, so that his soul may leave the dust?
From the four corners of the earth
Flock victims humiliated and flouted Scandal insult in the face of the president adorned with contempt, the chef takes place.
Illusionists and conjurers enter the track to do justice like a play known beforehand
What happened in this room?
I watched the president appreciate his victory.
A question crossed my mind
Since the real victims are elsewhere.
Is not the president’s wife the most to be pitied?
Behold the affliction of the sons of righteousness.
It is greater the affliction that affects the daughters of the republic.
Proud governor, you have endangered your dwelling because you have chosen the devil’s share.
• Last night, I stayed awake writing this poem. Recent events makes me cogitate a lot.
”To the Freedom of Speech.”