Just the signs left by farmers and their machines.
Today the land is violated with those great machines,
forced to produce more and more.
There's no mercy, or human gesture in which we asked
a wheat only for the family.
The violence has taken control over empathy and reasoning.
What is left are the signs.
The signs which talks to those who canunderstand.
They talk to each of us in a different way.
They allow usto choose the interpretation we want and they became part of us.
They will be erased by the first rain, just as we are.