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| Poesias-->Discovery -- 15/12/2002 - 16:12 (Cassius Corrêa de Oliveira) |
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Discovery
(Cassius Oliveira)
What am I doing in this lonely land?
There s nothing it was just more a dream
I have traveled across the ocean
For what? This land is far worst than it seems...
Suddenly a scream comes from the forest
A little kid, an indian kid becomes the target
The navigator with his men run to the destiny
The war...was becoming reality
With blood...
Running in their dominated brows
Carnage of the enemies
Was just for the promising soil
The land once rejected
Now is gold-silver fountain
Coming back to their nation
Living here just fear and pain
Here we are living like slaves
There, are receiving riches we didnt want to give
While they grow rich because of us
We must work so hard, how we are jerks!
Yes, jerks...
Cause we could start other war
We are the majority
And we have the force
What can we lost in it
If now we dont have anything
My life is mine not yours
Maybe dying I will rest in peace
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