Beautiful Creatures

Walking down the street, trying to be unobservant.
Mixing between the ones they dislike,
just to drive attention away from them.

One step at a time,
almost in slow-motion,
they get to the place they want to be in so badly.
There, they can be themselves,
those beings that society don’t want to see,
just because they are brave enough to be different.

Those ones who cross the ocean of prejudice over and over,
trying to get to ordinary hearts,
and make them a bit sensitive to the pain, and the existence of others.


That place,
it doesn’t exist physically.
It’s a state of mind; it’s a position to life.
It’s the kind of attitude needed to accept differences,
to deal with the singularities that separate us.


These beautiful creatures,
join into one self,
one big mass of unity,
heavy, and strong, and forceful.

A new being, looking forward to create a joyful, brand new confraternity.
They feel more than anybody else, the misfortunes that afflict this city,
making them the most suitable ones to improve it.