Because I have never seen after years of seeing them.
As if yesterday had been detained in each that is walking the streets looking for his mark.
In search of that son of his son who once cursed back in time Genocidal appropriated what was theirs.
and left no children and no grandchildren. Because after so long
the same time it took for the grandmothers has passed for me and made me go Grandma
I can pull on the skin and bones, the heart and soul of them all -
And I can understand that feeling you just
understand the feeling of not falter searching among all beings on earth that being that surely fits in the crook of his arms as my grandson be in my arms.
Cuna and rocking.
Because my son was born in the middle of the Tempest Malvinas immortalized me in this world with the arrival of my grandson
say is that you grandma:
After more than thirty years you still waiting for your grandchild.
not you noticed that happened to you life and you realize that your skin was collecting grooves, crossed paths that tears waiting for your grandson who are still waiting at the door of your house and in every corner of the corner where your legs stop Because their walk
're convinced that one day I'll wake up.
Or walking down the street will call
Because my son was born in the middle of the Tempest Malvinas immortalized me in this world with the arrival of my grandson
say is that you grandma:
After more than thirty years you still waiting for your grandchild.
not you noticed that happened to you life and you realize that your skin was collecting grooves, crossed paths that tears waiting for your grandson who are still waiting at the door of your house and in every corner of the corner where your legs stop Because their walk
're convinced that one day I'll wake up.
Or walking down the street will call
Because like your grandson may recognize among all grandmothers.
And I will simply say: Grandmother
Some women with no soul and no morals do not understand that is your right look for your grandson
And it is your duty to stir the heaven and the earth and turn the world needed.
To find the blood of your blood.
that you stole. That
given to other parents or others in your grandson pretending you knowingly removed the right to kiss him, or carry in your hands your hands tibiecitas
and deprives you of new in that little body love the outfit that your hands had woven crafts.
for coats.
to cradle in your arms that arc is adjusted to fit the body of thy son's son.
You've been imagining a life away. And
absences diagrams have been drawn again and again to different stages of the life of that grandson that you robbed without mercy, without pity and in cold blood you stole.
Those who believed that you were not worthy of raising blood in your blood.
why these heartless rejection that they forget that you are a woman looking for a mark.
In search of their testimony, their journey through life
A life unfair appropriating what was yours delivered it to thieves infertile mothers
They were made at the expense of your pain, your suffering, your loss and your despair.
What happens to us as a society? What is meant by
MEMORY? Something
fell asleep in a society that feels it can not be in your place and mourn with you this loss and that hope and hopelessness of knowing that life is going forward and perhaps can not recognize you in your grandson. Mothers and grandmothers
false take your place.
and enjoying all that prevented you enjoy:
's first tooth.
The kindergarten.
birthday parties.
's friends. "
school.
first love.
And I feel anger, anger grief made me tighten the deep soul and a beat made me cry escapes. So repudiation
these immoral, hyenas among hyenas who forget that you are a woman looking for her grandson.
And you have to turn the sky, earth and hell
if necessary.
To meet your blood.
Grandma, I'm with you and will always be waiting.
me embrace my words in this resistance is a new resistance since I'm a grandmother.
Ever onward to victory AMEN
And I will simply say: Grandmother
Some women with no soul and no morals do not understand that is your right look for your grandson
And it is your duty to stir the heaven and the earth and turn the world needed.
To find the blood of your blood.
that you stole. That
given to other parents or others in your grandson pretending you knowingly removed the right to kiss him, or carry in your hands your hands tibiecitas
and deprives you of new in that little body love the outfit that your hands had woven crafts.
for coats.
to cradle in your arms that arc is adjusted to fit the body of thy son's son.
You've been imagining a life away. And
absences diagrams have been drawn again and again to different stages of the life of that grandson that you robbed without mercy, without pity and in cold blood you stole.
Those who believed that you were not worthy of raising blood in your blood.
why these heartless rejection that they forget that you are a woman looking for a mark.
In search of their testimony, their journey through life
A life unfair appropriating what was yours delivered it to thieves infertile mothers
They were made at the expense of your pain, your suffering, your loss and your despair.
What happens to us as a society? What is meant by
MEMORY? Something
fell asleep in a society that feels it can not be in your place and mourn with you this loss and that hope and hopelessness of knowing that life is going forward and perhaps can not recognize you in your grandson. Mothers and grandmothers
false take your place.
and enjoying all that prevented you enjoy:
's first tooth.
The kindergarten.
birthday parties.
's friends. "
school.
first love.
And I feel anger, anger grief made me tighten the deep soul and a beat made me cry escapes. So repudiation
these immoral, hyenas among hyenas who forget that you are a woman looking for her grandson.
And you have to turn the sky, earth and hell
if necessary.
To meet your blood.
Grandma, I'm with you and will always be waiting.
me embrace my words in this resistance is a new resistance since I'm a grandmother.
Ever onward to victory AMEN
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