Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book II: Conflict
Poem II-4: Our Streets
The time has arrived
The time to make a stand
Our souls are together
We hold our hands
These are our streets
By our parents built
Everyone is wellcomed
If they are at peace
Even you
If you leave behind
Your greed
Your disrespectfull way of life
These are our streets
By our work we have built
Every one is wellcomed
If their heart is at peace
You don’t need to join us
Follow your fate
Keep your money
Keep your gold, your hate
We keep the streets
To our children we build
Every one is welcomed
To our world, our peace.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005
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