Posted by Maria Cristina Azcona on April 28, 2002 at 12:58:56:
In Reply to: Philosophical Poetry posted by Marķa Cristina Azcona on May 19, 2001 at 08:56:12:
book: "Dos Talles Menos de Cerebro"1999CADDANsecond book:"MUNDO POSTMODERNO" 2000 CADDANFable of workable ant
Little ant went through the grass,with lot of hope and little ass.
She carried an enormous leaf
over her little, little back.
What a surprise she had..
.when the big luggage fell to floor.
What a nice gesture I recognize,
when she instantly recoveredher green lunch.Because she didn“t hesitate.
when she had to get to work.
So we must be like little friendly ant.We must not care about be tired.
We need to be like this small creatureand not reject the hardest work.
© Copyright, 03/19/01, Marķa Cristina Azcona.
Amia Bomb
In a fantastic building
a star is glowing high.
The city founded by Garay
is an amazing sound around.
Carnivorous scorpion bites its heart.
And spreads the innocent blood.
A sea of doubts, amazing doubts.
Mermaids of fear, anger, fury.
..and more.A question floats in the air
of Buenos Aires city.
What is the reason of such a violence
instead of love andprudence.
© Copyright, 03/17/01, Marķa Cristina Azcona.
POSTMODERN WORLD
Today the world is a fashionable world.
(The modern hell)
Girls are starving, pushing up themselves to death.
(with iron made, extremely narrow legs)
Human brains are becoming smaller
(two sizes smaller)
Some of them, well known and famous
everywhere.
Some couples are making love without protection...They don“t care...There are some children working just like slaves...nobody cares.Virtue? is goneLove? is virtual now.Society? in loneliness...Is wondering for dirtinessNo one looks for chastityin this outrageous days...A monkey sees its face in magic mirrors...Its face is turning red for shame...Please, world... just stop and think!Correct the rout and pray for peace...Perhaps in depth of soul there is a place for happiness.Perhaps.© All Copyright Marķa Cristina Azcona.All Rights Reserved. Printed By Permission.