Aschelminto Da Silva

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A guy dies here.
Another guy dies there.
Yet another dies somewhere.
Shed blood raped
...

Seeing you do not look at me, not being,
His brilliance overshadowed somewhere uncertain
I'll get you to open the incisor,
For what goes for me too will go for you.
...

I heard the Ave Maria at six o'clock,
Today hear crimes on the radio at six o'clock.
I watched The Little Princess on tv at six o'clock,
Today watch explicit sex at six o’clock.
...

Today infect you!
But leave it to feel
The pains and troubles
Before the horrors to come
...

It is I who will kill your hunger,
Until it reaches zero.
I am beans, okra,
That you eat quickly, wiping
...

I can see your dreams
And listen your screams
When I kiss your lips
And touch your skin
...

Aschelminto Da Silva Biography

I was born in a rainforest city, the capital of state os Pará, north of Brazil. My father, a senator, my mother, your housekeeper. I fought in guerrilla and hid in the woods for many years, living like indians. Was found by my son who gave me a computer in 2001. Since then write everything. Poems, short stories, essays and novels.)

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Carajás

A guy dies here.
Another guy dies there.
Yet another dies somewhere.
Shed blood raped
That the land sip, thirsty.
Is this generous land,
For what it is planted
One day they will reap.
Cassava and folly,
Beans with anger and death.
What one generation sows
The other will reap.
A guy dies in Pará
Another man dies in Bahia,
And another one dies in the Pontal.
But Brazil believes only
In the Journal News.
Everywhere there is strife
For a handful of earth.
But the man who toils,
- This son of fools!
Only have the shallow grave,
As old man said.
Life becomes a luxury
And death, trivial thing.

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