Sad little monkey, but do you watch?
Guettes you, the passer, throwing peanuts ?
Where does this confusion, seeing these figures?
you afraid of man, this strange person? You blame him
without doubt, this vile
confinement reduces your space, deprive you of liberty,
Do not let yourself simply the desire to dream
hope to live life to the fullest.
It seems that it is a scientific activity.
it is not nothing but a necessary evil to save your species
, for your kind
May be, much later, a wonderful life!
But deep in your heart, you know the dungeon,
front where people spend laughing, thinking that your
faces are a fun,
Is in fact nothing more than your sorry grave.
But I see in your eyes, just the mirror
In our society, we say advanced.
Your look, I found among the poor, unemployed or
resigned, who live despair.
Where are our joys and curiosities
Our desire to finally create a better world?
where individuals face equal happiness,
believed in the future of our humanity.
You see, small primates and therefore, my brother,
Prison is not only made bars. It
emptying heads that we create the dungeons
Who let the men and stagnate in misery.
Seeing you and I want to cry. And
basta if I pass for a sad talkative
By telling the world that your eyes so clear
Is the mere reflection of our society.
May 2010
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