MAURICIOPARTYGUY- ARROBA MAIL

`THE STREET PEOPLE ASK FOR PASS` by @mauriciopartyguy It was a sunny Sunday, beautiful to see everyone was coming and adding to the crowd. Banners, Posters, Slogans set the tone for that afternoon that despite its natural beauty concealed a non-Carnival mystery. But because they were all there, What was so important, so big and so disturbing. Around the stairs were the Minister, Mayor, Politicians, Priests, Deacons, Methodist, Buddhist, Jews, and THE PEOPLE. He came to pray for his own, who are also mine and perhaps OUR. But why so many screams, noises, psalms and speeches ... What happened, And the voice to the microphone answered. Let us pray for our Brothers who died, Brazilians, Citizens, Workers, Sufferers and Homeless. But what happened. Death came as NIGHT. Death came with Blows, Punches, Shots and Blood, Death arrived stopped the world for a moment and in a dazzling throw stole the Vital Breath at Fatal dawn. But that was them the Dead. They had Rolex Watches,

` O POVO DE RUA PEDE PASSAGEM `by @mauriciopartyguy Estava um domingo de sol, bonito de se ver todos chegavam e iam se somando a Multidao. Faixas, Cartazes, Palavras de Ordem deram o tom daquela tarde que apesar de sua Beleza natural ocultava um mistério que não era de Carnaval. Mas porque estavam todos lá, O que era tão Importante, Tao grande e Tao Perturbador. Em volta das escadarias se toavam, Ministro, Prefeito, Políticos, Padres, Diáconos, Metodista, Budista, Judeus e O POVO. Este veio para rezar pelos seus que também são o meus e talvez os NOSSOS. Mas por que tantos Gritos, barulhos, salmos e discursos... O que foi que aconteceu, E a voz ao microfone respondia. Vamos rezar por nossos Irmãos que Morreram, brasileiros, Cidadoes, Trabalhadores, sofredores e Povo de Rua. Mas o que aconteceu. A morte chegou como a NOITE. A morte chegou com Golpes, Socos, tiros e Sangue, A Morte chegou parou o mundo por um instante e num lance estonteante roubou o Sopr