Not Santa
Holy Mary Mother
nitrate past,
white dagger Nerudian
who murdered three thousand people.
Red blood ran
like rivers of inner fire.
Black day that reminds
the silent cry of the people.
Santa Maria Madre,
white mantle full desert
where men, women and children
without masks demanded justice.
chips in their pockets only,
neither bought bread.
injustice finds time
Octopus
which increases capital.
Santa Maria, you are holy
memory of the massacre only
and a hundred years of truth.
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