City Tree
City tree, yours is not an easy life. You did not ask to be born, yet you are here. You didn't want to be in the city, but you're in the asphalt jungl...
The Last Ros’e
Every year, for decades, I have given you a rose for Valentine's Day. A red rose, like the ones you love. A rose token of my love, a way to renew the...
Walk the Talk
At the end of the day, we go home and look at the things we have: the house, the television, our car, the clothes, the electronic devices, the money....
My Village
People protest. They want justice. I don't know if they will get it, there is no justice in this country, and perhaps things cannot be changed. But we...
The Corn Fields
Escape to the corn field. Escape from everything, from everyone. I do it often. I get out of my cage, but then I'm afraid of what I can find in the fi...
Madness
Madness is only a relative thing; it depends on how you look at things and their perspective. Some things make me angry, and others leave me indiffere...
Last Dance
Piano, play for me one more time. Don't let me down, don't let my fans down, let me dream one more time. Can't believe it's over. What a ride! I wante...
Mad Monkey
I hate Mondays. I hate having to start with a week equal to the previous ones and feel alive only on the weekend. My monkey is unhappy and can become...
Driving Miss Crazy
I walked the roads of life with you: every start, every braking, every corner, and accident. Damn, what a ride! Our life has certainly been intense an...
Colored Panda
I'm not white, I'm not black, I'm a panda that doesn't look like parents. I'm colorful; I'm one of a kind. I'm different. I scare other animals. But t...