it is as if

it is as if two rivers , one dry and one in flood
met
it is as if two hearts one dry and on one full collide
the heart that is full keeps on going, since it is the only thing he knows
simply because he wants a life to live
a bed to rest its troubled waters
a sea where to arrive ....

the heart that is dry in the sea of ​​life does not know where to go
does not know how to live and why
maybe he would go against the tide but does not know how
 and does not want to hear the call
the tumultuous noise the shocking wail the cry for help
the sign of peace that the other heart in his tumultuous ride brings on his way

it is as if
it is as if two rivers met
it is as if two hearts collide
and yet
and yet
of the same water
of the same mud
and the same blood
we all are
we all
are

it is as if
the world ended here
and died

Marco Bo
http://cantidallaperiferiadelmondo.blogspot.it/2015/04/e-come-se.html