Democracy

Poetry

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Well, it’s done
We democratized falseness

Everyone has the right to take part
In the gossip, comedy, and mass
Everyone can delight themselves
In their own sin, rage, and happiness

We welcome every laugh
Every tear
Every kick on the wall

The sermons
Friends of mine
Are a public property

We have saved a place
To every commandment
We state on the table talk

It’s done
There is not a Constitution
There is not a Bible

The world is ruled by visceral opinions
And we play its anthem with laughs, tears, and kicks on the wall

But is that what we want?

Is that the anthem we have been fighting for?

It’s done
We have the rage like Achilles
Now we must take care of our heels
To continue walking towards peace.