ON THE FIRST OF MAY

There they come
with all their noise
carrying almost all their home.
I pray for something radical
(like evaporating myself)
to be done.

It seems to be their day,
but it's another illusion
someone created
to make them happy
and oblige them to stay
in their sad situation forever.

That's why,
without trying to look clever,
I pray
I strongly pray for something radical
(like exploding myself without killing no one)
to be done.

I just want to stay
where I am, all alone,
On the first of May.
I just pray for something normal,
(like never let them to be robbed, exploited and deceived)
to be done.