You are disoriented, and you do not know
what direction to take
to continue,
and in this disagreement with faith
you want to cross the sea
br/>and you can't.
The spider you saved bit you,
what are you going to do,
and the man you helped did you wrong
just give it a try yes,
and the whole carnival, shouting, trampled
the brotherly hand that God gave you.
What a disagreement!
If even God is far away,
you will cry inside,
everything is a story, everything is vile,
in a parade against the wrong direction
a group tricked Jesus
don't even trust your brother
they hang on the cross.
You wanted with tenderness
and love devoured you
from behind to the kidney,
they laughed at your embrace
and right there
they sank you with resentment
the whole harpoon.
Bitter disagreement
because you see that it is the other way around
you believed in honesty
br/>and in morality, what stupidity!,
that's why in your mortal
failure to live,
not even the final shot,
you're not going to get ...