Rio Favela — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Outburst
I don’t want to talk about war, but that’s what surrounds me,
I hardly went to study yesterday because I couldn’t walk through the favela.
It was said that it was for peace eight years ago, and today it
catches me reading a sweet boy’s post, with fear, fear, and agony.
Crying on your mother’s lap saying,” please save me from this cowardice. ”
Agonized residents, closed shops and empty squares, machine-gunned
houses as if it were target shooting, seriously, how can I say good morning?
There is silence in the favela, but the soundtrack is still shooting, if I ask for peace
you send a bullet, then I ask for compassion.
Compassion for the kid who went there to buy bread, for the aunt
who is going to work because she is a single mother and for the boy
who is crazy to go back to school on Monday.
If it is still not enough, little by little more and more people will die,
and then what will become of our descendants?
I don’t want to be another survivor to die in this war of inconsequentials,
which kills mostly innocent people and treats the favelados as destitute.
And now it was over: the climate of insecurity settled in our mind.
— Sabrina “MC” Martina
(A 21-year-old poet, rapper, and cultural producer was born and raised in the Alemão favelas on Rio de Janeiro’s north side.)
This is an awesome art work.
Thank you.
The art is beautiful. The real thing not so . . .
Yes, and now on top of what the people there are having to deal with, there’s HAVI-19.