I’m sick of being the Motherfuckin’ conformist
Eating others people's shit day in and day out
For their own obscure gains and empty victories

I’m choking on their rules and morality while I watch them
Break them at every opportunity with such wonton hypocrisy
These Motherfuckin’ people don’t know me or who I am
These Motherfuckin’ people are just grains of sand
Irritating and finding their way into all the wrong places

They want to shove their empty religions down my throat
And shout from the highest mountains that theirs is the only way to salvation
Yet today they kill again in their God’s name

They want to control me, constrain me; fence me in with their rules and laws
Protect me from the non-existent, the uncontrollable and the chaos
And turn me into the very cowards that they are
They want to shut down my language, my heritage, my passion
Because they fear the unknown

These Motherfuckin’ people don’t give a shit about me or you
They don’t care about your safety, your hopes, your fears
They want you to be afraid; they want to wear you down
They want you to say “Yes, are you sure we should do this?”
And provide you with the comforting answer that you seek
With that empty smile that only the polished liar can give

They want to control the way we express ourselves in their civilized world (They created)
Do not offend, speak correctly, enunciate your words properly
Write your sentences clearly and punctuate accordingly
Do not touch anyone unless they ask you to
Do not show any signs of affection because there is the hope that Love may actually prevail

Fuck you, you Motherfucker, I see your game
Take that shit somewhere else
Porque aquí, eso no vale nada
Aquí lo único que vale es el Amor
Aquí todo los que yo quiero es un beso y un abrazo cuado yo te veo en la mañana
Yo quiero una amistad calurosa que solamente que se puede encontrar en un país que es libre que se puede vivir sin miedo

Ricardo Juan Marti Bolívar