Sighing at the Universe

We might call it God

It's already  dawn 

somewhere in the east

 while the same sun

 is setting down

 yonder in  the west

 and seven billions hearts are throbbing

 all around the earth

 with their evil and good

moved by the same force

 that pushes the rivers, the seas and the stars:

 we might call It God

Mistery, Cosmos or Physics' Laws

 but that's It.

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London for ever- 4

London is a word of six letters. But how many Londons do exist?
Each one of us has got its own London on his heart.
Still there is a London of great Hotels, made of excellent shopping, top of reastaurants and parties on old mansions, full of glory and history though I might suppose not all the hosts would understand where they are really celebreting their or someone's top life.
There is a London of young hostels, very crowded, full of emotions, of expectations, full of love.
There is a London in front of  following pints of tasteful lagers wherein to forget the sorrows of life.
And the London of busy people in search of honest and rich profits, in the city or in the west; and also the London of dirty profits, lascars and moneypickers, thieves and scroungers.
Whatelse you can add, and there is surely a lot to add, all these palpitateing souls are accommodated in the same large sorroundigs we use to call London.
And London is for ever.
4. bo be continued...

The Last Moon - 3

 Third Scene

  RUMISU’s Song

In the Gonare’s throne

Dead twenty years ago

Took seat Itzocare

Instead of my mother

But now the truth

Has to come up

For I’m grow up

And there is now whom is

going to advice me!

People of Nure

I’m going to claim

The scepter belonged

To my father Gonario

And who doesn’t agree

Must know that even up there

As we have heard just now from Bithia

The Moon is not waiting anymore.

 (The two cousins will fight for a few minutes, according to pre-established movements of fighting "Istrumpas (a sort of closer, harder wrestling)". Each phase of the fight will be accompanied by the cries of those present   forming  two factions: one for Damasu, the other in favour of Rumisu. The  struggle ends with Rumisu who sits on the Damasu’s body . As a sign of victory Rumisu shall lift the hands up while still sits on the opponent defeated. The people and all those present, except for close allies of Itzoccar and Anù, will applaud the new King Rumisu!)

Voices  from the crowd

-         Long life for Rumisu!

Voices  from the soldiers

-         Our Gods save  Gonario’s Son!!!

-          

Other  voices

-         Long life for the king of  Nure!

Rumisu (will silence all with a nod of autocracy and hand will lie to her uncle Itzoccar, ripping his stick of command and his mantle; will wear the cloak and then by challenging the stick between new cheers. Rumisu will quiet  all as above )

-         Might the peace be back at Nure for ever. Our command will be based on the ancient laws of our fathers!

Aristea (occupying the centre of the scene)

-         No, Rumisu! Just for those ancient laws I’m in love with Iolao! (Iolao joins Aristea ). I’m not in love with you, nor I love Damasu. Women are not presents to be gained by means of wars like mantels or scepters. Women are  preys of  love.!!!!!!