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02 October 2004


The digital world is seen
Through a filter of overpowering greed,
As western and eastern dictators
Take turns at showing their men.

The experts on the corner
At five cents a hour,
Strut for the cameras
With the little they know.

I awake to the sound of thunder
That burns my defiled soul
I fall asleep to the wail of sirens
That forces me to dream.

Restaurants and supermarkets
Are filled with the gentle hum of ignorance.
With people who see and see,
And endlessly refuse to see.

And out on the streets
The hypocrites bawl
For finally the inferno
Threatens to reach their doorstep.

Arlindo Costa

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