jueves, 1 de septiembre de 2022

Los Buitres de la IA

The Vulture

Standing in the ruins
Of another black man's life
Or flying through the valley
They're separating day and night
"I am death" cried the Vulture
"For the people of the light"

Charon brought his raft
And came from the sea that sails on souls
And saw the scavenger departing
Taking warm hearts to the cold.
He knew the ghetto was the haven
For the meanest creature ever known

In a wilderness of heartbreak
And a desert of despair
Evil's carrion of justice
Shrieks a cry of naked terror
He's taking babies from their mommas
And leaving grief beyond compare

You see the vulture coming
He's flying circles in your mind
There'll be no escaping
For he will follow close behind
Only promised me a battle
Battle for your soul and mine
Your soul and mine

Gil Scott Heron

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