Some do not agree
that it is partly them
that flow their eximious spirit
whose echo is always to guide
Some do not agree
to the adulation of joy
That it is partially them
that give to the hearts
of childish descendants
Some of humans never thought
that ancestors pay too much
avidity to provide life
to those who believe in God
it is not philosophical
but a religious duty unto them
As we gave valediction
to their bodies
are perceptions
were that we they thrown
to a hole, like rubbish,
but believe me
their spirits live!
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