Monday, 26 July 2010 07:08

That term is horrible street. A word that is used by discriminant associated almost to rudeness. Adjective of rejection, hatred, stigma used for the outlawed not penalized for a crime and have suffered firsthand the left. The man does not understand what demonized or distorted which includes but does not accept. Condemns what is different and what is indifferent. It is blind to the obvious. Who could eat at the many restaurants in our Latin countries open air and with the innocent look Campirano and in need of a noble begging for a bit of a crust, a bit. Often those piercing eyes are not asking for food only cry a little attention and affection.

A sick society and pretentious, where people pride themselves on their BlackBerry or your new car, where all of you are trying to exclude the weaker small and helpless, the ugly, different, and the homeless whether or not stray hair will be declared.


Street long aimless hunger of days of cold nights, rainy permanent oblivion.

Street is anyone who is homeless, not having a job, a family shelter. On the other hand the young man hurriedly pass happy, refined and perfumed lady, the indolent citizen "accustomed" to the spectacle of street fur or hair on the floor, sitting in the corner asleep on the lawn. The indifference of a whole society or powerful best of a powerful society full of food, unnecessary luxury, which denies even the compassionate eyes and eyes that could look so ignorant cruel and demented the condition of the poor and needy.


It does not harbor any hope the heart of the hungry streets. Hungry stomach and visceral hunger for love and affection. Reflection and result of a sick society with appearance and poor consumption but devoid of love, compassion, generosity, humility. Society of strong and weak soul aesthetic.

Society condemns the neglect and poverty. The state condemns them to death. Wrong if we think we are so different from animals because they suffer their same complications that make them victims condemned to suffer what we tolerate as a society. The real companies (animals) created by advanced and organized what everyone wants to call evolution, God, Brahman, Lord ... ... .. seamlessly and harmoniously exist. Serious illness which afflicts the human stubbornly waters and scattered marked the terrible cancer of indifference, lack of compassion and generosity.




Maybe your eyes do not want to see a street map or trip over your feet. But street live skin or hair, feels, hears, his presence and his life are there! In that corner under the tree on the edge of the platform in the dark street in a house of cardboard and wooden sticks, under plastic. He who has much and can help you do not often that covers and protects it as needed as needed.

Manuel Benítez Carrasco in touching prose describe the reality of many stray dogs in the poem lame.


And one morning in the garden
under my window
I found him lying, cold
as a wet stone.
As a rough hair moss
shining with dew.
my poor dog was already
died of the four legs.

Toward the sky dogs
left, go you go,
dew ears
Hociquito and frost.
Porter and owner of Heaven
San Roque in the door was:
Orthopedic mimes
surgeon words
well stocked with spare parts
old how to cure defects.
- "For you ... one amber eye;
you, your ears in snow;
you, your fangs of frost.
You ...
"And my dog laughed ... -
you ... your crutch of silver. "

Now I know why you
bored night:
"Stars ... stars? ... No.
Is my dog when walking,
crutch is doing
silver holes.