Superman

You must stop being ashamed,
of sounding the death knell to every crowd of interdicts
and mischievous nuns.
You must stop being ashamed
Of believing that memories are stones
Dropped on the colourful screens of the country's laughing stock.
You must stop being ashamed.
We must build a lineage of new enlightenment
to make havoc of bad intentions
and melancholies that crowd the hometowns.
We must overcome expectations for the superman
that destroys all nobility of soul
and scatters sharp and bloody debris
in the temples of finance.
That superman has no shame,
he only needs a spark of good living
and to embrace fellow travellers.
He needs humanity as light as a feather,
to scan the harbours,
to rescue the unfortunate
and to laugh without restraint when the waters calm.
It needs the sound of victory
and crowds whispering litanies to the god of revolt