Then
came a Man
I remember when,
at the winter solstice,
we danced under
the stars
to propitiate the favor of the gods!
Then came a man,
the son of the Only true God!
I still look at the sky above me
when the stars assemble together in December!
But now I know
whom to pray
for the weaknesses of humanity,
and I know whom to thank
for the beauty of the world!
Searching in the Universe
You were not ready man
To trip across the Universe
Through the endless skies
In the wheels of the Cosmos
No, you were not ready at all!
Who knows what are you going to be
Wearing those human clothes?
Inside your time
You can be what you want:
A man absorbed in his loves
With a lot of joy
Thousands of pleasures
So much power
And a desperate, lonely sunset;
A lonely man
Searching among his people
The truth hidden behind the
prejudices
Aside the ravines of the mind
In the ancient, still unfold pages
Of the Imperishable Book;
Or maybe you will go far away
Pushed by the Ulysses hint
To discover what is set
Behind the borders
of the known world!
No, you were not ready yet
For your trip through the Universe!
You have been stopped by your
affections
Or by your sickness
Your miserable power;
Or perhaps
Your boat was simply
still too fragile
to face the fluctuating sea
of mysterious storms on the Space.
You’ll have to enjoy and suffer
Again and again
Constrained in your material
borders
Before you can deserve to rejoin
The Divine Unity has All created!
The Slacker
Maybe I was a
slacker
Ever since as a
boy
I dreamed of
traveling around the world;
Yes, I had to be
just a slacker
Because I never
thought
To spend my time
on earth
To make money, to
seek for power,
to become someone of
success.
Just as a good
slacker
I never even gave
great importance
To appearance,
elegance,
luxury cars.
And when I was
looking for truth
In the light of
dawns and sunsets,
believing the
poets
are best men in
the world
And when I dreamed
of flying
I certainly was a
slacker.
Then, when I chose
to rent to school
My bachelor's
degree
sure that our
society
needs models of
freedom,
imagination and passions;
and when I
couldn’t bear
hundreds of
erupting volcanoes
of increasing hormones
and I let myself
be overwhelmed
then I was
definitely a slacker.
And I certainly was
a slacker
Even when,
according to law,
I preferred love,
dedication, affection
that no one counts
in the
Gross Domestic
Product!
When I finally chose
to consider more
important
To be, better
than have,
To think, better
than doing,
Meditating, rather
than acting,
Even then I was a
slacker.
And now that I've
discovered
the best part of life,
That nobody can
take me away,
I persist and I am
still a slacker!
The World’s Creation
At
the beginning God created the sky
And
the earth, which was shapeless and desert
And
darkness cover’d the abysses close by;
But
on the waters, with divine, expert
Zeal,
God established that obscurity
Had
to be opened to the bright alert!
God,
seeing that it was good, called Day the light.
And
the darkness instead was named Night.
Then
beneath the waters, the firmament
set
God, and between them, b’low, the dry land
He
also set, whither at same moment,
To
any bud and tree He gave command
From
seed to be produc’d for nourishment
Of
any species, in ground, soil or sand!
After
He had named sky, earth and sea
To
following duty God had to begin.
Hereafter
the lights in the sky He set
Doing
the moon and the sun for night and day,
And
other signs and stars in dose correct,
for
making years and seasons going away,
For
the Most High is much more than perfect
And
furthermore of this I cannot say!
About
this seventh stanza therefore
I
will not tell you nothing anymore!
“Fly
off all birds”- said God- “freely in the air
And
splash in to the sea any kind of fish;
Graze
lambs, calves and livestock everywhere
In
grassy lawns that will never languish;
Grow
up any reptiles fair and unfair,
living
beings either monstrous or polish!”
After
the earth had all animals found
God
said to them to multiply around.
Your power won’t last forever
Come on great men of the world
who owe the power
You have already had much money
To move on soldiers
much gold to feel stronger
luxury palaces to live comfortably safe in!
And fields, ground, soil, trees,
Rivers, lakes and seas
As far as your own eyes can get
‘Till the horizons can show!
But do you really think
your power will last forever?
Don’t you remember Ramses the Third,
Cyrus of Persia, Nebuchadnezzar,
Alexander the Great, the emperor Augustus
and all the kings from the past up to Napoleon?
You’re now inventing new richness made of nothing
You’re exploiting the soil under its surface
And even you’re searching for more in the universe
Still cheating the poor!
But don’t never forget
Whom God created the world for!
I promise to talk
If there is someone who knows, he must talk!
To tell us why the son
has been torn from His Mother…
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? Can somebody tell me why?
Please let talk those who can, those who want it!
And if you know, please talk about it.
I promise I will do it
For not to forget.
In death of my father
I do not remember now
In the name of what kind of freedom
Your agendas I wanted to fight
Although today I know
The law which opposed each other
But later I knew
That not of iron
was made your heart!
And how many fairy tales,
I still had to tell you
But you seemed to be eternal!
Play in the heavens
Trumpet of silence
In honor
Of that sergeant
Who is no longer here, among us!
