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The Screaming voice


Maybe, Or maybe not Are you going to the strike? Or are you heading home? There’s a commotion in the streets! I already know! For the governor decision The people don’t like at all. An unjust law Or just any other fault, I can see the people screaming: “That it is not a law at all!” Then the fifteen of October Came bringing the town a hope. A nation that rise in anger, A nation with common goals. 6 o’ clock, 7 o’ clock, No one answers The screaming voice. 8 o’ clock, 9 o’ clock, No one seems To care at all. Then in sorrows We hear a voice: “Why are we doing this? What is the point?” And in the government A common though: “…A voice that screams? With champagne we toast.” Is this thing right? Or is this thing wrong? Why do we scream? If they won’t hear us. Then in my thoughts A moment of light. If we doesn’t scream How will we react? We who needs a change, We the people that calls To the government We demand some acts. But, what happened next? 1 o’ clock and fails. Have even the government Make another change? 10 o’ clock, 11 o’ clock, No one answers The screaming voice. 12 o’ clock, 1 o’ clock, No one seems To care at all.
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