browned meat of the African sun
Samir holding hands with fellow always
and removed the sod on the banks of the river and the mountains revives faded with the seasons and the land that same
lives of those arms in chains but united
and 'kiss the night in wrapping paper carbon paper
rest
shooter on the bodies?
that naked into that cold river clean
dreams
together in the evening with fireworks and sudden warm eyes are actions that seek peace
work
shooter on the bodies?
border town faces the sea, which appears on the far
peaceful reflection on the faces
upset by hard work and the orange color of the Sun
shooter on the bodies?
mice and surprised by all the fuss
of holes in cardboard shacks and corrugated sheets
you find the evening wind, and many filled with waste and scrap
shooter on the bodies?
four legs, maybe eight wounds
of blood on the ground that
brown cakes and 'in flight from the world Samir few blankets in the cabin
two rags and a black pot over the head
an empty tank
the same shoulder in a child
Maghreb countries along the sand and filled with warm water
ration of the day and at night
shooter on the bodies?
levying men in groups at night
the drop in foreign hands
sleep on the buses of the same color or Bari Castelvolturno
to do what?
a Gnawa song salutes Rosarno
already 'full of bulldozers no more' concrete landscape of citrus
flattened
ports joyful
resting on the sea coast of the east winds and north-east wind
refuse the ground along with the boats already 'full
faces of wounded bodies come home already 'won
pine De Stasio
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