Sol 6

  1. The official’s palm grew wet with integrity.

    So the bribe turned to stone in the briber’s palm.

  2. Another dawn broke

    with another kind of citizenship

  3. .

    ****

    to which the roses rise.

    ****

  4. I will not mourn the leaning tree.

    It used to befriend the wind,

  5. .

    and when it dozed,

    it received her slap on both cheeks.

  6. I will not believe the village preacher.

    He used to urge the poor to remain poor,

  7. for every poor person inherits paradise,

    yet he owns a palace

  8. ( ) .

    and a Ferrari that enchants the eyes.

    From now on, I will send the sea no greetings:

  9. .

    it has stolen the palm tree’s two sandals,

    leaving her to roam the shore barefoot.

Sol 6