Joy in the country where fallacy rules
causes a weird blindness among their citizens.
While the sparks from the fireworks
are falling, thinking goes away,
quit writing rational sermons
as they now proclaim from their mass media thrones
the playback of the dominant speech
provided by the agencies in power.
In this orgy of superficiality
people’s smiles and laughs
are the apathetic gestures
of a cowardly community who allowed
thieves to keep their booty in the presidential house.
You write for the meditative silent of the days
when hope will be returned to us.
You write a chronicle of a nonsense Mardi Gras celebrated in Hell.
Autor: Manel Alonso. Translation: Miriam S. Moreiras