Daniel de Culla


People you are looking for
The land of salvation
Well fucked up you got it
Although you raise your eyes to the sun

Not the Covid vaccine
Nor any other vaccine
Will conquer Death
Since the land that I promise
Flows fire and lava
Even if you plant your skin in it

Your thirst for life
Drink in springs of gall
And with each step that you advance
Battered you will rest
In my cold hugs

This is your inheritance
Of dust or ash on the head
Or in my land meek
Being your Word and verb
The cold darkness

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