Un poema inspirado en mis andanzas por el África. Dejo el texto a continuación:

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The red earth, the read that pleads not guilty and colors the soil.

The red watered earth drown to infertility. Crumbling at each step that will lead to red.

The undivided earth with its rising red horizon, haunted black of the reddish red.

The rain smell of the earth resembling clay. And the everlasting dryness of the unforgiving sucking earth who knows but to brittle.

Mirror soil that reddens and darkens the skin, the eyes of blurry.

Step by step the land has crumbled and suffered the experience of our humble origin.
The need of conquest, the everlasting migration never to look back