Old

Sweating faces wrinkled by suffering.
In your eyes do not see more brightness;
hopelessness is something normal in their day to day.
Twisted bodies, molds wrong, outdated fashion,
so that if you target your waste.
Calloused hands, sweaty bodies and wrinkled faces.
So is the profile of those who struggle to survive and no longer live.
Living on the fine line of life and death.
Will survive until the destination where you go.
We pretend not to see them, but they insist on passing in front of us,
with an outdated image of our being.
Contempt becomes due, opposite the beings of this month.
The steps are not his but that of the last decade,
his arm has the same strength of years ago.
Their minds have many memories.
The various body aches and feelings.
Feeling, only one, to live with dignity.
Old,
twisted minds we have,
with outdated ideas,
not by time but by ignorance.