Fossil Fools

This is a small drawing made with ink pen depicting a part of Calle San Sebastian in Conil.  It´s one of those drawings I was never able to sell in the street, no matter how hard I tried. But still it´s worth getting anger out drawing. Back in 2005 when I drew it, I signed my art with soña solano, because I didn´t like my real name.

I hate cars,  so many there are.

They raze me with speedy velocities, erase chant of birds and wind in trees.

Memories of invasion and evasion  revibe through times. Minds full of hidden crimes overtuned by churning church chimes and politicians election rhymes.

Traitors to small tribe accept bribe, silky tie round neck , white collar trek leaves fleck of slime, growing bigger over time.

Grim bum face in metallic mercedes invades pedestrian  crossing, too weak to stop.

Small carcase flies in air, smashes on  pavement,  car´s a wreck. Driver on meds.

Robbing lobby mobs,  investors, lawyers,  banks , docs and other self chosen gods smell cash and go ahead

Sign to build fast cars, costly lawsuits, more money for themselves,

For you more pills, have a nice day and telly hells

To strengthen numbed puppet threads.

Where are they hidden,  our alarm bells?