Is the Sun enough for you? [Poem]

I am laying on cocaine that someone else wanted to experience,
in losing the common sense,
they knocked out love and wisdom out of all others,
and sent them on a mad chase for love of what was essentially here all the time.

I can not believe it,
and some had to pay money for this experience.

I am not in prison,
I don’t deny reality,

I am Peruanita povrecita,
looking for a cent,
a dollarcito,
por que?

Because the Sun isn’t enough for me.

For milagros casaverde.