posted March 05, 2015 08:12 PM
This kind of things is what makes me feel good about writing, and this will be a song, it feels good.Another man down in the northeast town
It happens often in that far away land
He’s one of many who tried to inform
But the bullets are faster and silence is the norm
And nobody is trying to denounce the crime
It’s another victim for the business around
It’s just another who’s had something to say
It happens often in the middle of the day
Doesn’t matter if many people will see it
Or if someone not related will pay for it
If you see them don’t ask and don’t tell
Or you’ll find out that things won’t end well
It doesn’t matter if it’s in here or Brazil
Say a thing and your fate will be sealed
How many bullets depend on your words
And if you make angry the frontier landlord
Pistols and rifles straight to your face
The blood will pour with such grace
It ain’t Juarez but looks the same
With guns and money you play the game
The deaths keep piling and the kings are laughing
And the mothers are crying and the children are fearing
Ain’t got nothing but a growing concern
For the people who’re trying that will not return
The remembrance goes as soon it’s printed
Cause there’s many stories that have been noticed
Like old Santiago in 1991
23 bullets and many years have passed
The story ended and the yearns were in vain
The case was closed but was never resolved
Everybody fears in pedro juan’s town
Everybody lives with their heads bowed down
As justice is a mere façade of reality
As one man dies for believe in honesty
How many deaths must keep a-coming?
To sing out loud the world’s going wrong
And a kid’s been shot by the fault of the men
Who ran the politics in the meadows and plains
Who’re servants of drug lords and the masters of farms
Who pay illiterates to be their men of arms
Their secrets ain’t hidden but never revealed
As long their justice always prevails
And as I’m taking my papers and recorders tonight
To interview the mayor of the northeast town
I know what to say, I’ll make him feel
I’ll put up myself to corner him right
If my day comes I won’t back down
I’d rather die on the battle than die without will
Cheers.