testimony poem : 

Picture
   We hear different news.
 lies that stir the blood and fill us with courage.
like a shot of camphor,
we hope that we will be saved.
  Everything seems unreal and still.                          
people are dying    
 
how much longer will we be able to hold
 out aginst this wave,that carries us to our death?              
                                                                   how much longer? 

Alejandra's Poem