The responsible ones

You who bear the weight of seeds
Living among those who ignore them
Maiden with robes sewn by others
Prince of hail and grass

You who know the way to obtain what others lose
Let see if you talk about not being able to break
Of errors that are impossible to collect
Of vanities stinking terribly

In the skin of one who knowing what he tries
But he doesn’t separate his name from his acts
As if he really were more than a man

Something more than a letter in an envelope
Temporary struggle that travels far on
The desire that nobody ever deceives to him.