those few moments of life that you no longer know

these days, not a few minutes of fame, 
not even that, 
but a few minutes of life 
a few minutes of attention 
a few minutes for a caress
a few minutes of smiles and hands outstretched
a few minutes 
these days ... 

and it is not difficult to obtain all that 
you just need to remind yourself
just need to think about it, just need to ask 
and just give some of that away 
just give some of that to those who are weaker and more fragile 
and may not know or cannot ask for more 

but the real tangle, the reason for the nausea that assails you and grabs you suddenly, yo do not know how one morning in early autumn 
while you are in front of the fogged window 
and you look at the world outside that hustle and bustle, that passes and rushes sliding away ... 
the real tangle is that 
now you no longer know how to ask, 
  where to ask and who to ask 
for those few minutes of attention, of smiles and embraces 
 a few minutes of life 

if so, do not give up 
do not give up no! 
insist, persist, continue to dig in and lend a helping hand 
since that old memory will come back 
will come back 
yes, will return again at the junction with these gray suburban skies, 
  and together with that old memory, hand in hand, 
 those few moments of life that you no longer know will return once again 
and so be it 

Marco Bo

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