On 24 I´ve searched the LIME all over the places surrounded by constant FLOWS of ROSES.
I marvelled at the CRY for help within a VOICE.
Where´s POLLY or JEAN? I don´t see them here.
Hands assembled marching in HARMONY.
I sense an INNER fight on the LENSES of this MAN.
Has he searched the LIME?
His FINGERS hold the CHORD.
He sings LOUD.
He SCREAMS waitins for ACTION.
I hear a SONG of LIBERTA.
While, constantly WAITING for HIS interior fight.
I Listen to " Traz outro AMIGO também " and to " Vampiros " while SEEKING " Grandola Vila Morena ".
I touch my eyes and surrender to a DREAM.
I don´t KNOW where THEY were on 24tH 1974, but I´ve felt MY genitalia MOVING.
A force STRONGER than a thousand ORGASMS.
I listened THROUGH his eyes, more than ONCE and on SEVERAL places, WHERE the PEOPLE were.
I´m not a NUMBER for christ´s sake POLLY.
I´m searching the LIGHT LIME, but tell me: Where can i find PEOPLE? I don´t need NUMBERS.
I need LIBERTA.
(TEXT: MANUEL ESPIRITO SANTO)
(IMAGE: RODRIGO DE OLIVEIRA)
