La juventud (who-ventud)

Intergalactic souvenirs

impress our lives

we are still young and fresh

we drive, drink, dance, live fast

and then we trip over ourselves

to belong in a turmoil of insecurity

Simplicity is not an option

for the kids of the future

Disgrace in their face

is a mighty power

always looking for a saviour

to take them out of their unavoidable fatalism

furious silence in their bodies

hectic confusion in their minds

‘how long does it last?’

you ask

‘i just wanna have a blast’

‘how long does it last?’

It’s sunny outside

for once

let’s go cycling

’cause it’s warm for now


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