Yaretzi

She has some spark, her lovely face lights, mail waits in the yard, she hankers for love, the rest of the night, why worry what's above, with her delivery cart, they ask her to try, the latest bars, we all need a crust, the trolley suits her fine, she won't drink doubles, she never walks far, to rush is a crime, each step there's a mark, works without gloves, unlike other times, when the sun comes up, if there's ever a chart, to show us what's right, let us post cards, she'll be first in line.

Ximena

In the Spring twilight, you see the poor, huddled by the security line, it's cold for the season, sons and daughters, same lack of freedom, the big river a tide, brings a truth sought, don't need to ask why, they shiver in the lee, the city above the port, shines on sickness of being, to worry about time, if they'll be caught, in some new policy drive, there's just no reason, to tolerate the slaughter, rung like a guilty plea, every walk of sodden life, ends here with nought, some bring their wives, who could want more ?

Wynter

Like a ship on the sea, i swear to the night, let us reach the quays, a shoal of lost hordes, together in flight, shine from the ocean's maw, help us we plead , between moon and sky, please set us free, escape earth's back door, the tryanny of lies, bequeathed to the poor, save us from the police, wind the clock tight, throw us our destiny, make visions of the shore, say do what's right, sprinkle our Cologne, please treat us gently, say everything's fine, we'll stay with faith, never say die

Verity

A cross in her love, to where we drink wine, she gives us a shove, a drink beneath stars, it's not before time, life is too stark, she looks up above, lost in her crime, the year she goes bust, hair like a jump start, she hasn't a dime, but still drives a car, she steers the old tub, down avenues of Lime, the cops take a look, it's never easy or calm, sitting by her side, my home isn't far, she sings into her gloves, passed neon street signs, life's more than a crust, she has to get by.

Ula

Pillows furl beneath the sky, death brings no easy due, even when you die, who cares what is fake, it still comes for you, consumes you anyway, something deep inside, not just an ordinary blue, lets you see the light, those who come too late, never follow rules, fire burns in their grate, however hard you try, love is not immune, it always makes me cry, dying's when you castigate, those who feel it too, who never walk away, forget these troubled nights, they always bring bad news, a hundred questions why, as if you knew.

Tanvi

For those who ask of late, a chance to tell why, the house is losing slates, run a bath with foam, giving's in your creed, your loving isn't done, d'you remember the holidays, our trips to the beach, when you tried to paint, studied all my bones, become suddenly tipsy, now the colour's gone, guide me through these days, make my troubles cease, understand why I pray, don't want to cast stones, am OK on my feet, assist my journey home, wonder why i stay, with artists like these, empty horizons in the rain, won't replace my needs.

Sandra

Can't get past the news, when you danced away, no one sang the blues, stepped up to your going, angels have no shame, all of value blown, i haven't got a clue, why in heaven's name, you never gave what's due, everything I call a home, is somehow laid to waste, the kids watched you go, sing me a successful tune, put gold around a cage, nothing's here will do, I hate to be alone, won't see anyone anyway, caution rings my tones, truth's a bitter fruit, rolls like a train, dispenses with you, strugglsing to reclaim.