BE SOCIAL PSYCHOLOGIST
Read a group from the rhythm of your blood,
find the neighborhood that hides in every voice,
be briefly Mom or father died
and increasingly grows another, you die.
be bubbling when the source board,
clear water bridge, napa and sun,
be a path to tread for a while
to get where you never enter.
Crossing
in each group are angry and discussion,
How to create new spaces to life,
green Campitos where hate becomes love? ...
Slow twisted beats and words
so that all are one in creation
of a new country in which women and men
share times of joy and pain.
Our way is not roses mate
but no one for me or for you:
Our life is a life among others,
Our tool work, the heart.
Alejandro Simonetti
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