APPEAL
I go to close the eyes for not saddening more me with the things enojam that me, thus I will be able I to wake up in the paradise of the social transformations, where everything happens. Already more I do not support the arrogance and brazeness dispatches by post for these tyrants who haunt the existence of a pure democracy and singela. I want to liven up itself and to reviver the revolt times, times where my voice echoed to the four winds of alarming form, dreaming of such freedom, today alive prisoner in the mesmice believing that most worse already it passed more Here I am imprisoned in my ideals that if had lost in the trunk of the life believing one politics that inexists. Stopped in the veil of the time more if they do not see the transformations social, the inaquality reigns, the poverty in the bush the point to corrupt our young that yearns for a full worthy life of dreams and conquests. The democracy faints while the podrido urges in way to the social class that if says worthy to command this country, says there for the tyrants who tomorrow we will be invited for the burial, of the character, the ethics and morality, after the ceremonial in souvenir of the society that already lost the times, if moving away from the reality. ' ' To live the democracy is to sow the future that if obstina, thus being able to become fullfilled distant social sweepings despite, removing the ranos that dilaceram the social ethics so waited in last tempos' '.
Tags: government and politics
