There was a time
where everyone looked the same
the animals did not know about prisons
nor chains hanging around the neck
the birds flew everywhere
migrating freely
A time when the lobster
it was for the poor
the poor did not want it
and now the poor don't have it
and there are those who do not know
what is a lobster
There was a time when everyone looked the same
I don't know if in carmelita
green
indigo
I don't know if they looked
that life is short
that there is who never
has had ice cream with his parents
Time where children smiled
and they were not beaten
the parents accompanied them
enjoying the pleasure of being children
to be parents
no one treated them unfairly
A time when there were no wars in Sudan
nor in Africa
nor in America
Time when even Europe
I had no idea about medicines
as the Indian had it in America
or the nomadic tribes of Asia
there were no conquests
no spaces were mutilated
nor was there the shame of mistreatment
or desolation
The word Peace was not strange
nor was the smile strange
and surrender without fear to love
no matter what they say
or the music that listens to the story
There was a time when the traces
they only mattered to eat
not to hang wounds
I want to think
that I will dream in colors again
even if you say no
I prefer to think
that soon there will be no wars
that the word Peace
it won't be that long
that love will not be so short
and that the children
they would still laugh with their parents
without anyone staining
the smile in her eyes