Where are they?
Where did they go?
They disappeared and never came back.
Are they gone forever? Or simply dead?
We will never know because he took them away,
Torture them...
And made them vanished.
Mothers want to know.
Grandmothers want to hear,
where their grandchildren are gone.
But all they hear is silence.
They were silenced for years.
And regret it.
Grandmas hope to reunite with their dead daughters and sons
once they are gone.
Mothers looking for their long-lost child.
They gather.
Every 24 of May thousand people hope that there families and friend
will be found...
The wound that was left after a dictatorship.
Argentina silently cries & preys.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Some poems
PoesíaThese are some of the pomes I am made. Hope you like them. Any positive comment or feedback is well welcomed!
