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guardali!
là, alla deriva in questo mare nostro

 avranno capito?
non ci proveranno più?  

oppure,
se sopravviveranno alle torture, alla fame alla disperazione
 proveranno ancora?

e i bambini?
i bambini.......
su questa sponda del mare abbiamo tanto tempo
troppo tempo
e poche domande

sull'altra sponda
 qualcuno ha poco tempo e non domanda,
 sopravvive
un giorno
ancora

da questa parte del mare
ho cercato un antidoto al buio nel silenzio
ma il mio cuore sta implodendo
e non so fino a quando
non so fino a quando........

 dall'altra parte del mare
nessuno domanda
ma al proprio cuore che batte ci si afferra
fino all'ultimo battito strappato alla morte
con le unghie con i denti con l'acqua salata alla gola
e gli abiti laceri e gli occhi che bruciano
e il sangue
 che dalle ferite
 scorre......

e se un giorno su questa sponda dovessero approdare
con un sorriso
 ringrazieranno la vita
 negli occhi
di chi li accoglierà

Marco Bo

du nid, parfois la liberté

sans aller nulle part
parfois la liberté est une aile qui bat

Marco Bo

desde el nido, a veces la libertad

sin ir a ninguna parte
a veces la libertad es una ala que bate


Marco Bo

from the nest, sometimes freedom

without going anywhere else
sometimes freedom is a wing that flaps


Marco Bo

dal nido, a volte la libertà

senza andar da nessuna parte
a volte la libertà è un'ala che sbatte 

Marco Bo

at the beginning of the sixth mass extinction latest recommendations (to my daughter travelling to Mars)

sooner than we think
by these suburbs of the so-called "developed" world
the drops of sweat on the back will have disappeared
so the grains of dust
the smell of mud
and that of the rain that caresses the earth

 as a father I feel helpless,
 I do not know what the world will be like by then up there
although one thing I would like to embroider on your heart, 
that is
when all transactions, operations, movements speculations, earnings and debts 
saving and loss will be contactless processed 
 then
you will not be useless
neither you will be useful

you will be
worthy of love

and who will really love you, will accompany you to live
  and not to your dismissal

last recommendation before you depart
write it on a piece of paper in case you'll be reset :

do not believe, 
feel!

feel it!
you will need others
others will need you

you will need others
others will need you

 you will need others
others will need you 

and when you will fell it
think of me............

Marco Bo

lullaby for dignity

dignity
a beautiful word that does not disappoint you
one of those that does not exclude
she opens your eyes and closes them slowly
when you can rest on her arm safely
dignity

dignity
you learn it when you are small and fragile
you find it in cracks rivers and lanes
in  immensity and in a minimum space
in the center of the world and beyond the margins away
dignity

dignity
some are so lucky to know you by heart
others dream of caressing you gently
in the distant suburbs, hard to recognize it
between dazzling lights of a distant world
like a lighthouse at the tip of the farthest pier
dignity

dignity
dignity forever and in this right moment
in a huge field and in the palm of one hand
be careful!
if they tell you there's not enough for everyone
do not bite it is not good fruit
it's a firstling for a chosen few,
the faint copy of a caress
the rigid mask of a fake smile
sketched by mistake,
drawn in half and left aside

I do care, how about you? 
dignity
dignity
dignity for all!

Marco Bo