The Smell Of Death

The Smell Of Death
Dance start again at the trumpet’s blare
ignity collapse under the crash of the bombs
the imperialism pig amid embargos and police
fight against the phantoms of his hypocrisy.
Humanitarian terrorism, a satellite peace
thrue seated in a nuclear base
amid hospital ruins and lives swept away
the yankee builds his own democracy
the wind of the west
blow ever stronger

among human remains
a cluster bomb.
Planetary justice
the world opens its doors
Totalitarian peace
just the smell of death
Iraq and jugoslavia, cuba and Afganistan
lead on palestina, Nicaragua and Vietnam
amid eulogies of race and civilization
the start and stripes’ eagle continues on its flight