Dear Mr President (Pink and Indigo Girls) Cover @itzchemaya.🌼🎶Un canto a la paz y a la libertad

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Published on Apr 04, 2022

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A propósito de la guerra, de los gobiernos que se olvidan de las necesidades de su pueblo, de el totalitarismo, del autoritarismo.
A propósito de el hambre y la pobreza extrema, de la violencia y los derechos silenciados.
Recordando y recorriendo las realidades humanas que no pueden alzar su voz, porque nacen sin un grito de esperanza.
Por aquellos niños que caminan descalzos hurgando en la basura, por aquellos que pequeños que un fusil les arranca la inocencia, cuando ven sus casas bombardeadas en medio de el caos, por aquellos niños que por una enfermedad y sin recursos no lo cuentan.
A propósito de mi piel tan distinta a la tuya , pero que sueña así como tú sueñas, a propósito de el mito de la sabiduría que al final la seduce el poder.
A propósito de mi alma que se rebela ante la injusticia, de ver a jóvenes caer en un sueño sin regreso arropados con sus banderas entre lágrimas y sangre trovadores de la libertad , con miles de sueños robados por los que solo usan corbatas y brindan en medio de su conveniente irrealidad.
A propósito de la utopía que sueño siempre, que se confronta tanto con esta realidad.
Mis letras galopan dentro de mi alma, persiguiendo ese cáliz, que no termina de llegar .
El Ego, vaya monstruo destructor, que no permite ver qué somos uno.
La ley de la supervivencia, dónde te olvidas de la ley sagrada del amor al prójimo, la bondad y la verdad.

About the war, about the governments that forget about the needs of their people, about totalitarianism, about authoritarianism. About hunger and extreme poverty, violence and silenced rights. Remembering and going through the human realities that cannot raise their voice, because they are born without a cry of hope. For those children who walk barefoot rummaging through the garbage, for those who, when they are little, have their innocence torn away by a rifle, when they see their houses bombed in the midst of chaos, for those children who, due to illness and without resources, do not count. About my skin so different from yours, but that dreams just like you dream, about the myth of wisdom that in the end is seduced by power. About my soul that rebels against injustice, to see young people fall into a dream without return wrapped with their flags between tears and blood troubadours of freedom, with thousands of dreams stolen by those who only wear ties and toast in the middle of its convenient unreality. About the utopia that I always dream of, that is so confronted with this reality. My lyrics gallop inside my soul, chasing that chalice, which doesn't finish arriving. The Ego, what a destructive monster, that does not allow us to see that we are one. The law of survival, where you forget the sacred law of love of neighbor, kindness and truth.

Hivers, este tema representa para mí, todo y más.
Una parte de mi escala de colores, de matices, claro oscuros, de recuerdos, de sueños, de convicciones que jamás cesarán.
Dear Mr President de Pink e Indigo Girls
Es una canción cargada de letras poderosas, de esas que te hacen despertar.
Espero la disfruten tanto como yo.

Hivers, this theme represents for me, everything and more. A part of my scale of colors, of shades, clear dark, of memories, of dreams, of convictions that will never cease. Dear Mr President by Pink and Indigo Girls It is a song loaded with powerful lyrics, the kind that make you wake up. I hope you enjoy it as much as me.

Dear Mr. President (Pink e Indigo Girls)
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to >sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no >chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy? (Are you a lonely boy?)
Are you a lonely boy?
(Are you a lonely boy?)
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb, and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and >cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you?

PD: Todo lo que he expresado en este espacio, forma parte de lo que siento, pienso y creo, lo hago movida por el amor, la empatía y la solidaridad con mis hermanos, respetando las convicciones y creencias de cada quien, pero igual tratando de aportar un llamado a la paz, al entendimiento y al despertar de la humanidad, a la conciencia Universal, donde tengamos la capacidad de vivir para proteger y servir a tu hermano desde el más pequeño al más anciano.
Las fotos y video son de mi propiedad y pertencen a mi galería personal.
Los separadores son cortesía de @mayvileros y los GIF de PEAKD.
Por cierto el ruido de fondo es el aire acondicionado 🥴🤭que suena como si no hay mañana, pero no lo apagué porque el calor esta a 36 y 38 grados 🥴🥵😜.

PS: Everything that I have expressed in this space is part of what I feel, think and believe, I do it moved by love, empathy and solidarity with my brothers, respecting the convictions and beliefs of each one, but still trying to bring a call to peace, understanding and the awakening of humanity, to the Universal consciousness, where we have the ability to live to protect and serve your brother from the smallest to the oldest. The photos and video are my property and belong to my personal gallery. Dividers courtesy of @mayvileros and PEAKD GIF.
By the way the background noise is the air conditioning 🤭 which sounds like there is no tomorrow, but I didn't turn it off because the heat is 36 and 38 degrees 😜.