I promise I'll talk (for not to forget)

If there is someone who knows, he must talk!
To tell us why the  Mother
  has been torn from her Child…
And the  Brother from his  Brother….

And why  guiltless children?
And   timeless old men?
Why?

I can still  see them,
on spirit and  flesh
 fluctuating through the chimney pots
 greeting us with a compassionate smile.

I, still hear barks and voices
  assembling,
frightening,
dispersing,
 chopping off bonds of affection:
  we won't see them  anymore.


I feel
the shame to be a man!
And the fear to be alive and to love!

But why
if even Jesus Christ,
from the Cross,
had already forgiven us!
Why? Why?

Speak, you that you can! You that you know!
Speak!

I promise that I will talk…

For not to forget.

Cagliari, January the 26/27   2001