THE OGRE OF WATER
(Inspired by the hills of San Cristobal Norte. Bogotá)
I have to tell small
That in this world so great
There are four giant
that have taken over all
The ogre enrazado to bear
That with beak and wings
The twelve-headed monster
And you took all the water.
But this giant fearsome
only knows that this is my
My forest
My land
My water
My air
My floor ...
He locked ancient forests
with barbed wire and dogs
And children your school
there can no longer raise his dreams
A tree that lived there
The banished with lovea little girl born
Like all living things
And then gets bigger
So big that you can no longer embrace.
born right here
listens every morning
multiplication tables
If you listen carefully
'll hear whispering your name
you'll hear is laughter
'll hear is like a small child
Confident a good destination.
These drops you've seen them drop
From the clouds near
To get into your body
So you never forget it.
To accompany forever.