Menu & Search
#QuemPensa é Spiralist: “Hollowgram”

#QuemPensa é Spiralist: “Hollowgram”

For when the flowers of awe burn to the ground others must bloom in their place.


Resurrect all our heroes from the dead

And tour them ‘round the world for effortless revenue

Banking on projections of nostalgia that won’t return

Like dummies, glad to be stuck in an illusion

 

It is no one’s fault but ours

That we’ve traded our struggling brothers and sisters

For an intangible mirage on strings

And the yuppie puppet masters laugh in the backstage

 

          It. Is. NOT. REAL!

 

Honor the past in memory and worthwhile tribute

          Let the past remain in the past

And abide by the legacy of those heroes we uphold

By remaining true to their unwavering spirits

For when the flowers of awe burn to the ground

Others must bloom in their place.

 

Sem título – Raquel Oliveira