"It is true that in the world of men there is nothing necessary except love."

Goethe

Dark Mestizos

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They're like that,
seductive,
gruesome predators
that don't allow life to flow
nor do they know how to find the beauty
because they're full of fear
to not be enough.

They hate
everything that's spontaneous,
natural or essential.
A bad mix
heaven
and hell.

They are beyond good and evil,
of right and wrong,
moral and immoral,
decent and indecent.
They are a thread of whispers
and inventions.

They, they, do not breathe,
they just explode
and they'll never be able to get you near
to the best version of yourself,
because they don't have it for them.
They are mestizos without light,
no angels, no demons.

They come and go
like drops of burning dew.
They know no borders,
they want everything,
they have everything,
they destroy everything...
they burn it, they finish it.

They look like clouds of birds
looking to mate,
rapacious, violent and audacious.
Anger lovers
that overshadows and crushes.
Seducers,
Intoxicated of gall and honey.

For them,
there's no beginning and no end.
Numbed by sighs
of the horizon,
carry their cross:
a thunder without a voice, a rainbow without light.

They are dark mestizos,
enraptured by the colours
of the horizon,
without roots,
with a sky suspended in the void,
with dark eyes,
filled with a terrifying hatred
who killed his love first.

They cut the wings to time,
unfolding the uncertain steps.
Warriors without triumphs,
without glories, reason
no forgiveness,
sowing discord,
with hate weapons,
looking for love.

By Zeleira Cordero @zeleiracordero.

15/06/2019

The images are from Pixabay CC0 Creative Commons

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