Heat

When the Sun is high above

Every thing turns white

Every thing starts to melt

And blood begins to boil

When the heat strikes with force

Every one is in need

Of a refreshing fountain of youth

Which happens to be love

When the Sun begins to burn

The skin of the hard worker

His skin begins to dry

In those forgotten lands

When the Sun burns down

The land of the Praised Sun

Nothing is left but ashes

Everything and love is now a pile of charcoal

Love is nowadays

Something so dry

Something so gray

Something stained by soot

Even heat is the source of all

This hatred making people

Scald those around then

In this land melting by the flames of Gehenna

No water can quench this wrath

That every person feel

In the City of The Sun

No justice exists

This is something Mexico

And every part of the world

Have to endure

A heat that burned down love and made wrath grow

Now the heat that my fire produces

Makes every one around me die

Wrath and hate burn down big cities

With this heat called words

Heat is what feeds them

Heat that surpasses love

And there is no salvation

When all water of love is just vapor

Forgotten in the past.

DA 2015