And
in that day (september,11)
God, who knows, woke up late
or, even so, petrifeied Himself
in front
of His own creation.
And
in the entrails of the hypocrite space
certainties have thrown down
burying the dead
burying the alive
unburing the fear.
And
the dagger that hurts will hurt again
or innocente people
involved in the flag of the arrogance
or innocente people
covered with the sacred veil
long ago, dirty of blood.
And
false leaders
in their safe armchairs
watch everything on TV.
And
I, from the mine, ask to myself
Why, my God, has
created the man?
or
Why, man, has created this vindicative god?
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For the Survivors: War
The war finishes only to the dead men.
Alive
we are easy prey
constance victims of every personal pronouns.
We were born condemned
with the brain atrophied:
half beast
half god
half nothing!
The war is
The war was
The war errs!
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