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Sunday, February 22, 2015

Red Carpet

When the red carpet fills,
When the red carpet fills.
  The churches grow idle,
          The protests go still.
The playgrounds forsakened,
while brain cells are killed.
When the red carpet fills,
When the red carpet fills.
The stars become Gods,
Gods words become lies.
Real becomes fake,
and beauty becomes guise.
When the red carpet fills,
When the red carpet fills.
Legacies are forgotten,
History is rewritten.
Ancestors have rottened,
and enemies keep living.
When the red carpet fills,
When the red carpet fills.
Our lives become fruitless,
Our smiles become dull.
Our freedom turns futile,
imprisoned by walls.
When the red carpet fills,
When the red carpet fills.
It fills the whole world
with Lucifer’s will.

© Sulē Cerdan 2015

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