Disolutos

The dispossessed dig through the trash
Trapped in the same corner
Their roof is the stone sky
Of the arches of Antón

I didn’t see what was coming

Live the life they let us
Wanderers of wild fate
You can’t imagine how much nicotine is in the wings
Of the lungs of my thoughts

Today the guilt weighs a bit more

I drink and come back to myself
With the sway of a ship
Finally manned
My pulse is shaking
I’m still alive

How much heart
Does God need?
What more can I do?
I’d die to be able to be reborn