Again, consider new
If this is a man,
As a toad in January,
that starts when it's dark and foggy
And back when fog and darkness,
that fell to the edge of a road, smells
kiwi and orange Christmas
knows three languages \u200b\u200band did not speak any, which counts in mice
his dinner, which has two
slippers Commons,
An asylum application,
A degree in engineering, a photograph,
And hidden under the cardboard, and sleep on cartons of
Rognetta,
Under a roof of asbestos, O
homeless
Fa-fire with the rubbish,
who sits in his place,
Nowhere ,
And if it comes out after the shooting, "He's wrong!"
course I was wrong, the misery
The Black Man, black
black labor, and Milan,
for alms from a 'They write great mitigating
: NEGRO,
Discarded by a corporal from a poor man spit
local
beaten by his masters,
Chased by their dogs, your dogs
What envy, envy
What jail (A good place to hang)
peeing with dogs ,
That bites dog without a master, who lives in a
No and No,
between a municipality and a police station for mafia
Ultima Reception Centre,
And when he dies, a collection of his brothers
to a € ' It refers
hours over the sea, the desert
to his land - "In this country!"
forget that this was,
That this is now,
What state is this,
Reread your saggetti the problem that you
taken away
Safe, Congo, Guatemala,
warmth and write, neither here nor there, neither
goodness, the stuff of Caritas,
or brutality, the stuff of home affairs, warm
like a nightcap,
And take my eyes off this
That is not a woman
From this it is not a man who has no
woman and children, if children are away, And pray to
that your new born
not twist their faces from you.
La Repubblica "01/10/2010
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