One who puts himselfinto the positionOf being the victim, whatever mightWill always be placed into submissionCertainly does not triumph only the rightSo be the races of the West and the EastFacing again the test of enduranceNot even maintaining their numbers at bestBeing dragged and swallowed by toleranceWith age comes the back of energyThe power of will drain as a possibilityIdentity surpassing economics.Traits that hold on to our geneticsTables have turned in worse situationsFor now we must believe in our nations Life is made of distinct chaptersMeant to teach us important lessonsThose are not delivered to us as lettersBut as challenges that embarks us in missionsOut of the many paths we can chooseThe ending result is generally the sameBeing softly guided or getting a bruiseTo us is left how to play the gameMemories are ingrained in objectsPeople and scene come and go as neededSome are loyal, others leave us cheatedImportant to recall and distinguishThe flames of our personal hell extinguishSo to our ancestors can we pay respects My wife made this image to mock my preparations and behavior during the historic blizzard that just hit us. Below is my response to the mockery.By the window I can only see naked treesCovered in snow, they stand tallWhen chaos keeps people out of the streetsAs food is not a certainty for allWith a knife I cut the cheese in slicesIn a small farm miles from the cityScavenge for a ration of cerealsThe stomach sounds are far from prettyThree feet of snow keeps my surroundings lockedI stand with the easily annoyedCasting my dreams as solid as stonesPlowing snow with a regular shovelAgainst the blizzard, proud stands the rebelHelping to build the atmosphere are my headphones Entre o caos dos mosquetes e baionetasHa uma distancia que lhe permite ouvirDa voz do silencio, verdades profundasDiante do desafio, comeca a rirPois diante desta nova situacaoEncontra repeticoes de simbolosQue aprendeu a ler com sua intuicaoSurge a certeza que serao derrotadosEncontram-se ja temerosos seus homensSua presenca tao proxima inspiraFacil tornando, marchar sob a cordilheiraPelos cantos, na linha do horizonteSurge um tipo de forca diferenteSem mais as correntes que lhes faziam refensAo seus proprios traumas passados entenderA coragem faz triunfar por escolherIgnorar respostas involuntariasDe nossas mentes, em excesso cautelosasEstamos aos flancos, cavalaria, carga! Since the day the fog has covered it allA night away from the great adventureFelt the backstabbing as in a shock I fellThe rooster remained silent as a gestureWhen the realm of possibilities was darkStaring at the hotels Gideons BibleMeanwhile the hopeful fox began to barkAs I shiver with thoughts of her vileTwo of us in the most basic of the roomsThe Mean one was so difficult to care forA heart attack after how fast he runsA peaceful agreement reached by us fourThe Bully was left headless on the groundThe Fifth was the last and next to the FatSuddenly, when the path again I had foundWe hugged as she cried, flanked by a cat. Bornunexpectedly in despairAs the future unveiled through the hazeThat the cause was lost and beyond repairI signed in and found you through the mazeLike then,