"I will always be on the side of those who have nothing, of those to whom the peace of nothingness is denied. We - and by we I mean those of us who are intellectuals, educated in well-off middle-class families - are being called to make sacrifices. Let's accept the challenge."

Federico García Lorca

Four o'clock beauty

    and no bird sings

Nine in the morning

    and no bird sings

Rivers of concrete

    and no bird sings

Life in its beauty

    and no bird sings

Season of longing 

    and no bird sings

Sweat on the sidewalk

    and no bird sings

Where are the children

    and no bird sings

Nights of becoming

    and no bird sings

Growth like a cancer

    and no bird sings

Quiet at evening

    and no bird sings

Endless denial

    and no bird sings

Hold me my lover

    and no bird sings

Turn to me savior

    and no bird sings

Empty pavilions

    and no bird sings

Blood on the mattress

    and no bird sings

Sunset of plastic

    and no bird sings

Drowning forever

    and no bird sings

Dust on the eyelid

    and no bird sings

Trees in their silence

    and no birds sing