ROUTINE

ROUTINE

Down on earth the moon moth
Details tonight shrouded,
And when stripping this sidewalk
While the rot goes in life,
I see the same scene, this smoke
Built from the pipes, new fairy
Generating costumes, kids
Delivered to the same vices, the same square.
- Just to feel normal -
The night moon and dark sick
A police car already strays
Deal this fee, time and again,
Death does not forgive this scenario,
And this rotten world itinerary
Only this stone ignites ...

MARCOS LOURES