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HOPE

( Luciano Somma  ITA - SPERANZA - Trad. Pamela Franz Allegretto )

 

 

This year I don’t want gifts

I turn my head to greetings

the excessive deadly events

make my days insecure.

The air is ablaze from the evil

mines that blow up the earth

and even breathing is lethal

when every day a war lives.

I don’t want any more bloody sea

or hatred from a violent sky

people who fear and grieve

but a feeling of a life more just.

Where are you Christ my God

while the hungry remain unfed

is it all merely an oversight

where is that infinite faith.

May he who is born watching the sunset

gallop the immense universe

bringing to Christmas that which is possible

.           a new and different tomorrow.