last moon

lunedì 17 luglio 2023

Echoes from a sad soul - 24

 


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We’ll unfold our verses

 

If everything’s been written

And everything been said

We won’t speak anymore

We won’t write anymore

 

But if we are new prophets

Sent to remind manhood

The world belongs to God

 

And if the world drowns off

In the mud of inky well

And scribes and Pharisees

Roar in the vanities

Then we’ll still howl our dreams

Writing down all our visions

And against their arsenals

We will unfold our verses.

                               In Cagliari September 2008

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