Dedicated

To my being
I dedicated myself
For the other eyes under me I did not call anymore
The way of the madman I started
Interior wisdom
At every conscious moment
As after a sip of burning water
Avoid distraction
Lose myself over there not
Never lose ground
In each barbecue refri or piece of bread
Some fauna suffered a lot
Illusion thinks not
Industry is like a weapon
That only sees profit and the forest goes out
The brightness of the look
Suffering everywhere
In every trident bar
Ambev and his castle always in front
And in the drugstore only those who vitiate
Behind that packaging
No poetry