Loss

Everyday is the same

There is no rush.

To go over the dead,

Classify them:

Military, guerrilla

Paramilitaries,

Civilians, elderly, children

The faces become distorted

Before the ritual of death.

Desolation,

Impotence,

Nothing abnormal.

It is war,

The missiles playing the leading role in lives;

The moan is constant,

The weeping eternal,

Death is the future.