Sin Pais

I see houses, I see stones,
I see trees, I see police,
In short, I see the landscape,
But no matter how much I look,
I don't see countries growing
Anywhere.
A country is an invention,
A country is a scam,
A country is something,
For which no one has asked for my opinion.
A country is nothing.
Nothing justifies it,
Not its damn dead,
Nor its damn medals.

I don't owe anything
to God or the government
for being born by it
My mother's damn