Where do the missing go?
look in the water and in the bushes
and why is that they disappear?
because not everyone is equal
and when does the missing return?
every time your thoughts brings em back
and how do one talk to the missing?
With the emotion trapped inside
Last night I heard several explosions
patún! pata patún! pete
shots from a shotgun and revolver
sounds of speeding cars, brakes, screams
sounds of the echo from boots on the street
knocks on the doors sounds from the broken dishes
they were playing la telenovela
that is why no one looked outside