Several poems from Ediney Santana in Fevers of the Mind Press Presents the Poets of 2020

Wooden Log, Beach, Shore, Shoreline
Old Europe 

Among cold and gray trees old
Dirty drops of blood come from the salty
water looking for shelter.
Children's tears, aged screams
teenagers dreams and old fears.
The old Europe that once crossed
the oceans in search of wealth,
now build walls.
Desolate beaches
where hungry spirits
ask for help!
Where will the grave stand?
the sea, the beach,
Or within the speeches of men
and women that have long forgotten
the meaning of love.


Today the birds of death threw
                  bombs on us.
 Yesterday we breathed poison.
There won't be old age in our days,
   we won't have any children.
           Global indifference
   is the name of our death.
   Next to me lies the future,
his face is one of thousands of other future dead.
       A bloody girl runs,
    two naked monsters run after her,
    they have rifles, they have no heart.
           Knives kiss necks,
Our miseries are traded on the world stock market.
     Someone laughs when death hugs us.
             A green and delicate hope sits
                     on a blood-stained blade.

The poet and the tyrant

What can a poet
do against a firing squad?
There is no time
to fear death. Neither
the people, nor the
tyrant knew the
meaning in his verses,
but the tyrant's
counselors insisted,
"shoot the poet, he wants to
give your lands, gold
and breads to the people".
The tyrant who feared even
what did not exist, ordered:
-Shoot the poet!
Burn his poems,
cut off his body and
feed the animals.
Dead poet, happy counselors
and tyrant. What they didn't
know is: you can kill
a poet, never his poetry.

Bio from 2020

Ediney Santana was born in the city of Mundo Novo, Bahia, Brazil. He lives in the city of Brasilia, capital of Brazil. He is a teacher, graduated in Literature. He writes poems, short stories, lyrics and has published some of his books.

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David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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