Milky White Cerivcal Mucous

Malavventurato

Pensavo ad Haiti, a quell'immane tragedia, e subito riaffiora il ricordo dello Tsunami del 26/12/2006 nell'arcipelago Indonesiano che provocò la morte di oltre 200.000 persone. Si parla di moltissimi morti, e il numero è destinato a crescere giorno per giorno, potrebbe superare quello dello Tsunami, ma il punto non è questo: per l'Indonesia la solidarietà è scattata praticamente subito, perché ad Haiti è così lenta? Tutti quei bambini, che ne sarà di loro? Non sono un sentimentale, ma la coscienza umana regna in ogniuno di noi e con questa lettera, I remember a friend of this people.

Thinking about our children in Haiti and wherever human rights are trampled
Malavventurato
days when an infant can not run

plagued with the thought to the future time

Among the indifference of many
and those without
light in his eyes.
where ravenous hyenas
shed innocent blood
not all the psalms ...
ending in glory.
Sweet little child.
sweet puppy.
Sweet girl. Bringing the World

a creature can not


can not feed the hungry ...

bear the sadness and pain: an eternal sleep

unnatural
that languid powerful
unscrupulous

have signed into law ... They turned the buildings into barracks
Churches in court prosecutor:
and water and land and sun and air

private property for a few ... And

inorganic bodies lying on the surface or within the soil
in an arsenal of weapons
that welcomes death.
We ask simply that each caterpillar will become a butterfly ...

And a puppy running towards the future ...

Famine and wars
as injustice and all are the work of devastation

hater of mankind. Capital punishment

hovers between people of all ages
ed'ogni
condition of the poor and the last ... and you


dance for rain and sun
for the fire and the oceans and the wind

rights to treat the great Mother.
And then ... take that little child in her arms

Stringile strong
to your chest which feels the beating of your heart and your soul


your thinking and open his smile

but not much can be enough

be sufficient to begin the journey towards a brighter tomorrow
.
To resume the path of rebellion.
Parasites hanno sempre temuto la nostra fantasia.
Hanno sempre temuto le gocce inventate dalla ragione…

Michele Capuano