Dear Mr. President FACT OR FANTASY

Dear Mr. President

Come take a walk with me

Let's pretend we're just two people and

You're not better than me

I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street

Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep

What do you feel when you look in the mirror

Are you proud

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry

How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye

How do you walk with your head held high

Can you even look me in the eye

And tell me why Dear Mr. President

Were you a lonely boy Are you a lonely boy

Are you a lonely boy

How can you say No child is left behind

We're not dumb and we're not blind

They're all sitting in your cells

While you pay the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away

And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay

I can only imagine what the first lady has to say

You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry

How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye

How do you walk with your head held high

Can you even look me in the eye

Let me tell you bout hard work

Minimum wage with a baby on the way

Let me tell you bout hard work

Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away

Let me tell you bout hard work

Building a bed out of a cardboard box

Let me tell you bout hard work

Hard work Hard work

You don't know nothing bout hard work

Hard work

Hard work Oh

How do you sleep at night

How do you walk with your head held high

Dear Mr. President

You'd never take a walk with me

Would you.......

By Pink

Tratando de Vivir

En esta sociedad donde todos los días vemos sangre, injusticias, maldad, corrupción, nuestro presidente... bueno todas las cosas que pasan en una tierra llamada Guatemala que por años hemos vivido sumisos llamados un país tercer mundista, porque, porque obviamente le debemos a los países poderosos la vida de nuestros nietos, nietos que ni han nacido aun que tendrán que trabajar tres veces más de lo que nosotros lo hacemos ahora......

Es cierto Estados Unidos vive un recesión, una recesión que en cuestión de meses nos va ahogar en mas miseria, pobreza hambruna........

Debemos de estar conscientes de nuestro alrededor en cada semáforo en el que esperamos 30 segundos para poder avanzar, hay un indigente, un niño tratando de simular al circo di soler, a mamas de 20 años como mínimo pidiendo dinero ya sea para su hijo, alguien enfermo.... en fin mucha gente que trata de sobrevivir........ SOBREVIVIR.. pero a que?? al hambre a la miseria o simplemente acomodarse.........

Somos un país acomodado de mas de 70 años de vivir con la cabeza agachada que es lo único que hacemos todos PEDIR, Pedir trabajo, pedir seguridad......... pero que hacemos....... ABSOLUTAMENTE NADA.......

Así estamos TRATANDO DE VIVIR