T-68

Un grito desgarrador es ahogado por las balas de la oscuridad
En las paredes de la injusticia nuestros nombres se escriben con sangre y lagrimas
Asesinos al servicio del cinismo y la bestialidad tocan los tambores de la opresión
Un guante blanco,
Una metralleta,
Nuestros hijos nos recordaran,
Nuestros nietos nos vengaran
Y aquellos en la tierra de la mentira se reirán,
Ahora seremos estrellas,
Testigos seremos,
La noche aun no termina,
Aun la sangre corre,
Ellos seguirán riendo,
Nosotros seguiremos esperando,
La noche aun no termina.

T-68

Dexoine

Joined May 2010

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This is a poem written in Spanish about the Tlatelolco Massacre in Mexico City in 1968, dozens of students were merciless killed that night by an elite team of the Army, is cold and dark as so that night was…

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