Mar 2010
Blocos, Bandas, or Escolas!
Not only shows the world to play soccer-
The country that sweats to let the world drive, alas!
One who breeds sweet sweats-
Ethanol perpetuates,
There strives our Harry Potter.
The solitary candy girl sings in the field,
You can hear her in the afternoon-
A black song of motivation that barely covers her guild.
All this and many more,
That gives human skin the bitterness of colour-
They can be ignored driving downn Sao Polo inside a Maybach Saloon.
The same sun, but not the same burn-
Sometimes sipping Caipirinha in the beach resort,
And then while harvesting with a difficult breath, a farmer gives up a life well fought!
Not only shows the world to play soccer-
The country that sweats to let the world drive, alas!
One who breeds sweet sweats-
Ethanol perpetuates,
There strives our Harry Potter.
The solitary candy girl sings in the field,
You can hear her in the afternoon-
A black song of motivation that barely covers her guild.
All this and many more,
That gives human skin the bitterness of colour-
They can be ignored driving downn Sao Polo inside a Maybach Saloon.
The same sun, but not the same burn-
Sometimes sipping Caipirinha in the beach resort,
And then while harvesting with a difficult breath, a farmer gives up a life well fought!
This is not an international poem but a world poem. It echoes the painful seperation of the world on the basis of racism and colour, the disheartening and the shameful act of the human society. This is where the whole world unites to divide and disgust, filter and seperate, the rich from the poor, the poverished and the phantom from the malnutrition and menace. The backdrop is Brazil because this is where the sect of black in dominance itself is opressed and its service to mankind in the modern energy deficient world is looked down as pathetic slavery. In fact, we have not realised that if they stop working in the sugarcane fields, with many farmers ending up their lives while tough and hazardous harvesting, the so called rich cannot drive through Sao Polo comfortably inside its Maybach or sipping cocktail and exploiting their beach resorts. This is for the black community of Brazil who showed the world how to play soccer and the world showed them instead how to play with their lives.
