felipe bedoya
It is still
a darker idea of paradise
in the broken mirrors
of the people who learn to misspell their names
to feed the hunger of the unborn passageways of this city
where the roaches cannot read the bible
and have 24 hour birth certificates.
It is still dark
in their para dise
Juan
Manuel
Milagros
Olga
Miguel
are still dying in the corner
tomorrow, yesterday, today the boss reinterpreted para dice
hanged with his belt from the door at the office.
No one will reclaim his throne
they all waited to move on his retirement
that came too sudden.
It is still dark in the idea
it is still madness outside
it doesn’t pretend
the certainly no new news say it’s all about
climate change and mass murder.
The sons of the landlord are killing
what was untouched by war
so I beg you
don’t go to rest, brother, Pedro.
I meant to say negrito
It is still dark.
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Guerra y despojo de los taínos, 1511-1512
