The soldiers are getting ready
as if for an ungrateful mishap,
an adventure that the years
will mythologize.
The time will come
when for the grandchildren
they will be true heroes.
Perhaps at that moment,
they will forget the question they asked when they arrived:
What is the salary?
What benefits will my family have?
Is there water, food?
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When I close my door
PoetryI dedicate this work to all the friends who are left in the heart. To all those who love me. In When I close my door, a social interest and a renunciation for the sake of communication is explicit, the subject destroys his exterior, recomposes himse...
