November, 24th, 2023
Sometimes I get all sentimental
When I remember the times I weren't sick
Though I'm still young, I'm already tired
It's a daily battle against the Other's voice
It says: work and pay your bills, you scum!
Run after your own tail
I'm gonna make things miserable for you
You're nothing but a number, statistics
Unless you make something extraordinary
And leave this country
You will forever be my slave...
I see that you are a "person of color"
But not the "person of color" I'd like you to be
Why can't you just accept my satanic ideology
And be CONTENT?!
And why the hell are you speaking English, you traitor?
You can only speak Portuguese!
You gotta love samba!
You gotta love Me, my dearest slave!
I forbid you from having a different taste,
A different opinion,
A personality...
I want your identity to be collective and collective only
For it would be a national tragedy if you alone got better than Me
I'm not your father but I'm your Big Brother, so shut up and listen
Work every day until you drop dead
Knowing that I've been your Master even at your deathbed
And your family will pay for everything!
For this God's forsaken land is all Mine — you OWE Me.
