There are no borders

backing up into a hideout
towards war,
word emerging from confusion, without possibility
restructure who we are
too many centuries brimmed with suffering
and who suffers, those who live
without thought,
let's open a passage towards the front
where we all fit,
without bayonets, with the weapon
of sympathy,
full of color,
do not say it is not possible,
everything came to be this way, dreaming
a different reaction;
all that is left, is to kill
the sickening hate
of society