Screaming cacophonies pervade the night
On the corners of the streets the painful flow
Of moral conveniences trafficking ballot boxes
In a rush of formless colorful prostration
In which lie all the bad excesses
All gossip stunned by emptiness
Soft and sticky that insults the practice of ends
About the depressed needy who is gloomy
And concomitant moods roam
Stuck to the ancient custom that makes them enchanted
Through the fog in which hardships move
From doctrines to norms to rules that block
The light of knowledge through enlightened eyes
Hijacking future ages from all beauty
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Coming
by Januário Esteves
Bio
Januário Esteves was born in Coruche and was raised near Costa da Caparica, Portugal. He graduated in electromechanical installations, uses the pseudonym Januanto, and has written poetry since he was very young. In 1987, he published poems in the Jornal de Letras and participated in some collective publications over the years.
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