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Confusión

Mándale un saludo a Dios de mi parte si lo ves
Y dile que no se olvide de su pueblo esta vez
Que bien o mal siempre ha estado a sus pies
Y que le baje un poco a esta película de un dia después
Pude enterrar a mis tres abuelos ayer
en ecuador e Italia no lo pudieron hacer
tuvieron que ver sus cuerpos descomponer
Para después sacarlos y quemarlos, tuvo que doler
Y todos dicen que es una conspiración
Pero yo pienso que más bien es una depuración
Los pobres más pobres que tienen que ir a trabajar
Y más expuesto a que se puedan contagiar
Sin seguro médico que no puedan pagar
Porqué para ellos lo primero es su familia alimentar
Y así es ciclo de no terminar
todos tranquilos piensan que el virus conoce de edad
Y lo mismo de lo mismo siempre
Cada uno con sus problemas siendo indiferente
Nada cambió nisiquiera en el 2020
Todos esperan que resuelva un presidente
una madre que a duras penas logra sobrevivir
Para no crear pánico solo queda fingir
su esposo nunca estuvo presente
Y no tiene un Pc para educar a su hijo dignamente
Y todo era un juego cuando solo eran memes
No es tan gracioso cuando en casa somos rehenes
Ya no tiene reversa después que el cigarrillo quemes
Ni se detiene por mas que blasfemes
Y es lgente contra gente no siendo gente
Criticando a la gente por ser gente
Y la gente odiando a la gente
Bienvenidos al 2020

Confusion

Send my regards to God if you see him,
And tell him not to forget his people this time.
For better or worse, they've always been at his feet.
And tell him to tone down this "day after" movie a bit.
I was able to bury my three grandparents yesterday,
but in Ecuador and Italy, they couldn't.
They had to watch their bodies decompose
before they could take them out and burn them. It must have hurt.
And everyone says it's a conspiracy,
But I think it's more of a purge.
The poorest of the poor who have to go to work
are more exposed to getting infected,
with no health insurance they can afford
because their priority is feeding their families.
And so the cycle continues endlessly.
Everyone's calm, thinking the virus cares about age.
And it's the same old story,
everyone with their own problems, indifferent to others.
Nothing changed, not even in 2020.
Everyone expects a president to solve it all.
A mother barely manages to survive,
and to avoid causing panic, she just pretends.
Her husband was never around,
and she doesn't have a computer to properly educate her son.
And it was all a game when it was just memes.
It's not so funny when we're hostages in our own homes.
There's no going back once you light that cigarette,
and it won't stop no matter how much you curse.
And it's people against people, not being people.
Criticizing people for being people.
And people hating people.
Welcome to 2020.