is 5 minutes to deliver papers CELARG contest to enter the poetry workshop teacher William Osuna. But I needed a poem, a thing rare, leaving everything to the last minute. If I continue, I think that my life and my career will always depend on those 5 minutes.
here is the poem in question and a bonus track that I completed last night
My rave about the song I always wanted
a song that has to do with God
With Voiceover
that I hear when the wind blows I have always looked
tie that binds me to Mr. With that being superior
that appears in the Chimborazo
Ay, religion naked! Elusive kingdom without a temple
you water your soul and your example
between Neruda lyrics
eternal Cimarron
500 years have passed, black
500 years in vain
500 years of hatred
500 years of tears
Today , there are still vestiges of those hellish
memories still sound
chains of all slave ships
The white devil has crossed all the doors
time and still believes owning
with all your soul and your body
And not fear me, black, fear not
Because this demon has been spotted only albino
my skin when I went through his hell
Run savannah savannah black runs
free
Chango and Elegguá
you take care of you, eternal bighorn
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