The day is gone,
we raised our arms,
painted the face,
we were exposed
we went straight invade the Bastille
stormed, Brasilia,
tear down the Wall... !
We did nothing,
and the game was crooked
to be continued...
The peace, maligned,
love, unconjured,
but they applauded hate
and exalted...
Anarchy is the dominant
Idea...
Most value has now
the added value... !
Categories:
brasilia, adventure, allegory, analogy, independence
Form: Political Verse
A strange place to be of this earth.
In gold is what your weight is worth.
You are the capital of your proud nation.
You are worthy of many an oblation.
This city receives much admiration.
In this nation’s interior you continue to grow,
as a combination of Olympus and El Dorado.
There is no other location like this here.
You are the crown jewel of the Southern Hemisphere.
You have called your citizens in from the coast.
In the interior, you are the new host.
Throughout the world, may you light and lead.
In every endeavor shall you succeed.
Brazil
Categories:
brasilia, travel
Form: Rhyme