Ride a Bicycle in Niterói, Turn Your Life Simple. (english version)
World is not made of cycleways.
The world is mean.
World is not made of well organized pavemented streets.
World is mud and sand,.
World was not made on a urban project desk.
World is chaos and violence.
The world is not Amsterdam,
The world is not a main street in Brussels,
the world is not made with the same concrete
that New York was.
World is Mexico City.
The world smells like Rio de Janeiro.
The world seems like Capetown.
The world is a step on the ground.
And it's not Carrara.
It's made on fire and blood.
We can't see it through big glass windows.
We can't walk without fear.
Our breath is full of dirty dust.
And we can't stay clean for a long.
Day hurts our skin,
And the cold of night makes our
loneness darker.
World is angry and madness,
and the peaceful people is a moment
of illusion.
Sweet and kind illusion.
Bruno Dutra Leite
segunda-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2009
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