marți, 3 august 2010

Looking in their eyes

Have you see the eyes of a hungry child? I'v see..is unpleasent...is disturbin..all they want to do is eating...a piece of bread,maybe a glass with milk.To grow up..to be humans and not animals, to have rights and dignity, to do what a human been must do. And all this on a teritory wich is called Romania. In this country, so called state, where everybody must decevie, must steal, must do everything to survive in front of one man wich considere us a huge joke, maybe some slaves good for nothing, lieing at his feet, listening his absurd laughter , his monstruose lies.This "man" is our president, mr.Basescu wich, think him, we are a bunch a no good sub-humans, how no worthed anything elese but decevies, lies.
Well, starting our story, in Romania, is a class called teachers.Those people teaching the children to be rights, to be honests, to learn so be prepared for live. Mr. Basescu, again, our president, considered that us, teachers, we are nothing, we are the target of jokes, that we are some rudes with payments over our role in society .That mr. prezident and his prime-minister, mr. Boc-"poc" are slaves of Mondial Bank and Internatonal Monetary Fund, nothing new. That them want to enslaves more romanians to those financial organismes, again, nothing new.That mr. president shows up his mistress, (by the way, in what country a presidential mistress is in a depatamental chair?), is all so know.'Till when? And how much we, the teachers must seat and do nothing? So called unions do nothing else but missrepersentated us, joining and cross to"the other side", let's say loud, selling us.

 When we could endure hunger
Christs in tomb to be
No, you will not escape.
Remember this!!