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Then came a Man
I remember when
at winter solstice,
we danced under
the stars
to propitiate favors by gods!
Then came a Man,
Son of the Only true God!
I still look at skies
when stars assemble in December!
But now I know
who to pray
for humanity's weaknesses
and for the beauty of the world
I have someone to thank!
Prologue to the Poem of Creation
I
sing the God Almighty’s Creation
Whereof
were firstly born Adam and Eve
former
seed of any human Nation
at
the time they could only conceive
the
joyfulness with no desperation
In
the Eden still so far to receive
The
challenge of that infernal snake
Who
wanted to be a godlike fake!
I
also sing about the brave men strays,
Straight
descendents from that chosen race,
who
such in boldly and daring ways
Isr’eli
people to holy surface
They
led of Palestine. Hates, loves betray’ls
I
don't omit, on fortune and disgrace:
those
between God and men, tribes and kingdoms;
and I
sing laws, exiles and wars into my songs.
Arduous
so much however it ‘s my part,
long
and full of traps my composition,
That
plenty of fear I feel into my heart,
if
only I dare to think myself on action,
and
tremble with my hand before I start
The
Old and the New Holy Narration!
My
Fairy God, You Firmament’s Creator
Allow
me to become a keen narrator!
From
Genesis’ to Apocalypse’s book
please
drive my hand between rhymes and accents
to
enable jointly with my mind, to hook
the
most significant, deep, true sentiments
in
order they can take a fairly look
of
those seventy three, pious components!
If
someone goes to Source for sweeter tasting
all
my efforts for sure I won’t be wasting!
to be continued...
The
game of loneliness
As a raining March
Run fast
The white sheets of my life
Each chapter a missed opportunity
Always the last
The best
Every beginning, a program never respected,
And every time I find myself
Prisoner among four walls
Sentenced like a Shadow,
to live a life
already lived!
II
But I go ahead
striving to forget my past
my errors, my
mocking ghosts
trying to leave them behind.
And in my solitude
Their game is easy!
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.
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.
And
finally God said: - “ Let’s make the man
In
our image and likeness, every
And
each animal to lead on command!”
After
doing that He rested quietly.
Henceforward,
after six days, on the land
men,
on the seventh, stay steady Godly,
being
it consecrated for prairie and rest,
Both
the last hours and also the first!
But
the Creation was not yet complete
Still
being missed the breath of the Animator
Who
into a giant can transform a bit!
Waters
from earth going up by Creator
To
mist all over the ground were admit
So
could mould the man God the Great Factor
and
by that divine blow the man was made
though
lonely however, he sadly stayed.
2. to be continued...
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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!
1.
How beautiful is love
I fill a pillow with your hair
And keep it
close in night-time!
If you don’t love me
Let me do it my way.
Don’t laugh on me Elem
Please don’t
‘cause I would hate you
Instead I love you:
how beautiful is love!
In
Cagliari, November 76
If you find a
skeleton
tied by wires to
another skeleton,
tied to another
skeleton
and still to
another one, that’s me.
Do not look for
me in any place,
in a hole or in a
ditch.
I lie in those
deep and twisted cavities
Flowed by rivers
which are common in the Kras region
shared by Italy, Slovenia and Croatia
and ill-famed as
swallow holes.
Please wrap me in
a wired drape
and give what
rests of my body
back to my
beloveds,
to my homeland
and to the things
of God.
I hate no one and
forgive all.
Just one last
thing I’m going to ask you:
open the eyes of
your children to the truth!
The Poem of
Creation
Prologue
I sing the God
Almighty’s Creation
Whereof were
firstly born Adam and Eve
former seed of any
human Nation
at the time they
could only conceive
the joyfulness
with no desperation
In the Eden still
so far to receive
The challenge of
that infernal snake
Who wanted to be a
godlike fake!
I also sing about
the brave men strays,
Straight
descendents from that chosen race,
who such in boldly
and daring ways
Isr’eli people to
holy surface
They led of
Palestine. Hates, loves betray’ls
I don't omit, on
fortune and disgrace:
those between God
and men, tribes and kingdoms ;
and I sing laws ,
exiles and wars into my songs.
long and full of
traps my composition,
That plenty of
fear I feel into my heart,
if only I dare to think
myself on action,
and tremble with
my hand before I start
The Old and
the New Holy Narration!
My Fairy God, You
Firmament’s Creator
Allow me to
become a keen narrator!
From Genesis’ to
Apocalypse’s book
please drive my
hand between rhymes and accents
to enable
jointly with my mind, to hook
the most
significant, deep, true sentiments
in order they can
take a fairly look
of those seventy
three, pious components!
If someone goes to
Source for sweeter tasting
all my
efforts for sure I won’t be wasting!
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.
1. to be continued...
The new day
(in death of my brother Mauritius)
Now the veils of Maya have fallen
And no longer covers your body
The armor of the Syrian Naaman
I see on your face again
Shining the ancient light
Of our childhood games
When hopes
were all to come
And the misleading curtain
Which hardens the hearts
Had not yet come between us
Run now
On your nimble legs
Wait for me in the sunny lands
Where the sun never sets down.
Just let them
I
Let them pass
Come on! Laissez
faire, laissez passer!
Today is not time
To shoot people
anymore!
Don’t you know is
November the 9th 1989?
Today there is not
time
To stop goods
anymore!
Come on! Only one
thousand dollars
Will cost you a
plenty full track!
At 9 past 21 p.m.
The wall is
falling down!
Laissez faire,
laissez passer!
There are bound to
be changes
For our lives
further on!
It’s crashing down
Together with our
illusions
Their false
promises
The wrong secular hope!
Come on!
The wall is not
hiding anymore
The totems of
progress!
Let’s go
worshipping
The glittering
gods
Bounding ahead!!
II
Let them celebrate
Let them celebrate
the end of your
world,
they want to
celebrate:
the American dream
is over;
they are
celebrating
money growing over
nothing;
let them celebrate
discovering your
rootless brushes;
they need to
celebrate
the burial
ceremony
of criminal capitalism;
they 'got
celebrate
the funeral
of greed octopus
which scrounges
their people!
Let them celebrate
the dawn of new
distribution
of richness of
earth!
Let them celebrate
the end of your
world.
III
Let them walk
Let them walk!
They are marching for freedom.
Let them walk!
They are not hiding anymore!
When people go out
their homes,
it means they need
to go
and show they are
alive!
We need to be poor
together
or to be rich together!
You, one per cent,
you can't stop
them anymore!
Richness is to be
shared
while you keep the
other ninetynine per cent
out of goods.
You priests of the
profit,
criminals of
finance,
embezzler of
money,
cheaters of ever,
trappers of men!
Stop your police
and let them walk!
IV
Let them sing
Let them sing, all
over the Country,
let them sing!
Let them sing,
they are the real voice of the Country!
Let them sing, in
the name of liberty,
let them sing in the name of dignity!
Let them sing
against speculation,
Let them sing
against criminal finance!
Let them sing for the
world is their world,
Let them sing for
their sons,
for their
daughters!
Let them with the
voice of the sixties!
Let them sing
remembering flowers!
Let them sing for
a new world to come!
Submitted to
Armarolla in the 1st of November 2017
