Stefano Capasso
What a Guilt
It's really sad and
distressing having to write down tragedies that tear your soul apart
and they make you cry :
because, my Lord, a cruel fate
did he rage
against old people, women and children?
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^What a Guilt ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
We have
On
the beach of a raging sea,
a wreck lies there,
while
the lapping of noisy waves
lap the bow,
even a little surprised.
The
journey was long and tiring
to escape from hell
that left no escape,
not
even with incessant pleas
to the Good Lord revolts.
Full of dreams
it was that shabby boat,
all piled them up
held close to the chest,
to keep them from slipping
at the bottom of the sea.
But that Destiny
who with an air of fun
to chart the course of us all,
even those tender hopes
It interrupted,
dropping to the bottom
of a raging sea
that fearful load
punished by a horrible fate.
From that wreck,
on the shoreline left there alone,
continue
in the middle of the night
to rise high
lucrative laments:
BUT WHAT A GUILT
WE HAVE
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