POETIC REBELLION

… My strength, never shut yourself up or stop, and no, never give in or bow down to evil, never, ever;
the truth lies between silences of enormous proportions that break, like rumors of stars,
in high, in very high music and frequency, do you remember it...?
yes, you went once;
... we have fallen and fallen towards pain, loneliness and death,
Lost the splendor of the sources and forgotten the power,
the space/time,
the light,
the resurrection,
and so, so our progeny or flower of eternity;
... ah, well, the search for life, ah the heart of the divine warrior grasping the sword and crying,
ah the hurricane wind, the opacity of the stone, and ah, ah the synaptic and mimetic office of the cold!
... here the XXI: the poets / fire rebel against the sediment of the soul and history,
they, they are the new paladins;
therefore, and with their fires alive and high, tell me, who, who will be able to stop them…!
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Antonio Justel Rodriguez
https://www.oriondepanthoseas.com
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