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My father wrote a book a long time ago. I have just translated it from the Spanish. I have dedicated this poem to the book.
SEVEN MINUTES
Homer, money you chased
From babyhood to old age
Then Mario wrote those letters
Of sweet, funny scenes
Throughout a country gone mad
While bureaucrats swam in an orgy
Of blocked roads and crumbling buses
And ghosts danced frantically
At the sound of drums
Homer, you’ve changed my life
With your yacht
And women
All false
And full of appeal
Until the most famous people
Gathered in that ship
To see the end of the world
As the Beatles played
Their melodious songs
And the sun exploded
In a big bang
Homer the clever
Dreamed by a glorious mind
Interred in the depths of a book
Never published to the world
Sulking in the midst of time
Buried in an orgy of dust
Under a bed
Homer you’re my hero
NO HISTORY
I want to find
The path of your life
As memories get erased
With the passage of time
I must uncover
The trail of you
Across the years
Where you’ve dissolved
With no past
Disappearing into infinity
Leaving my time
And the world of life
Without any traces
Of that instant
As we’ve known it
When you made history
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Taking a break from work
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I'm a writer and a cryonicist
I WISH TO TELL THE WORLD
My visions will come true
As my heart yearns to have
The universe to myself
Because I’m the purveyor
Of wishes and dreams
Running through my soul
Rising in my heart
I have my hopes fulfilled
With sparkling illusions
And marvellous plans
Since I’m a winner
And the world is mine
I’m swimming in hope
Bursting with happiness
And drowning in fantasies
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