sábado, 2 de enero de 2010

¿Qué tal si deliramos, por un ratito? : )

El aire estará limpio de todo veneno que no venga de los miedos humanos y de las humanas pasiones;

En las calles, los automóviles serán aplastados por los perros;

Se incorporará a los códigos penales el delito de estupidez,
Que cometen quienes viven por tener o por ganar,

Los economistas no llamarán nivel de vida al nivel de consumo,
Ni llamarán calidad de vida a la cantidad de cosas;
 
Los políticos no creerán que a los pobres les encanta comer promesas;

La policía no será la maldición de quienes no puedan comprarla;
 
Una mujer, negra, será presidenta de Brasil y otra mujer, negra, será presidenta de los Estados Unidos de América;
Una mujer india gobernará Guatemala y otra, Perú.
En Argentina, las locas de Plaza de Mayo serán un ejemplo de salud mental, 
 
Los desesperados serán esperados y los perdidos serán encontrados,
Porque ellos son los que se desesperaron de tanto esperar y los que se perdieron de tanto buscar.
 

 
 
 
 
Publicado por Sabrina Arana en 10:25 p. m.

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They're just people.

Last night he got a visit from
the ghost of corporate future
the ghost said, take off both your shoes
whatever chances you get
especially when they're wet
he also said,

imagine you go away
on a business trip one day
and when you come back home
your children have grown and you never made your wife moan,
your children have grown and you never made your wife moan,

people make you nervous
you think of the world was ending
and everybody's features have somehow started blending
and everything is plastic
and everyone's sarcastic
and all your food is frozen, and needs to be defrosted
you'd think that the world was ending right now

well, maybe you should just drink a lot less coffee
and never ever watch the ten o'clock news
maybe you should kiss someone nice
or lick a rock, or both

maybe you should cut your own hair
cause that can be so funny
it doesn't cost any money
and it always grows back, hair grows even after you're dead, and

people are just people
they shouldn't make you nervous
the world is everlasting, it's coming and it's going
if you don't toss your plastic
the street won't be so plastered
and if you kiss somebody then both of you'll get practice
the world is everlasting
put dirtballs in your pocket
put dirtballs in your pocket and take off both your shoes
cause people are just people
people are just people like you.