More than sixty thousand years of life on Earth to endure,
no conquests, no monuments, no wars for sure.
How many races, how many civilisations,
how many people can claim such duration?
Since the history books were written in antiquity,
they talk of glory, conquest and brutal cruelty.
How many populations of the human race,
that as they settle, have been wipe out without a trace?
They tell of populations that have been exterminated,
because on conquering and overpowering were concentrated.
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They are considered great the conquerors of the past,
that with wind blowing banners, has used the pauper mass,
to masquerade the sacrifices of the soldiers’ death,
that were sure of winning, but lost the bet.
How many civilisations…
ended in total obliterations!
Yet we keep on living with the idea of the strong man….
that only take their followers to an anticipated end!
We are pushing our world to total devastation,
only for the bitter evil of domination…
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We keep on collecting material wealth
and for this, we compromise the values, we should dwelt…
Of discarded rubbish, fields and fields we cover
and the simple and valuable thing, we don’t consider.
We have created religions looking up to the sky,
closing our hearts with hate bitter as ice.
We boast that we are in the right and so is best,
to kill those that don’t follow us with zest.
Civilisations without value, full of superficiality,
rich of injustices, selfishness and brutality!
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We claim we are generous and kind,
but we do it with superiority and arrogance in mind.
In more than sixty thousand years how many tribes and civilisations,
are in the oblivion or disappear in damnation.
Have they leaved a footprint, for posterity to connect,
that was worth to follow and collect?
How many have lived continuously for so long,
in a vast and big continent, and still go on,
in a land of climes of total extreme…
where nobody sow seeds or enclosed animals in.
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How did they manage such long survival,
with rudimental tools to hunt animals,
killing only to live and cope,
in a nature without clemency and no hope!
What is the Key of their supremacy for not staking,
that has not created, destructions nor ransacking.
That has live in Harmony with Natùre,
and for so long on Earth has endure?
This race has been violated,
overpowered, mistreated and denigrated…
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They didn’t understood her, not comprehended ,
by imposing to “civilise”, they have also offended her.
They are the aboriginals, this wonderful race of human being,
that has live in harmony with nature, appreciating everything.
Finding in the family and their relatives ties,
the strength to go forward and go by.
Without big enterprises not aggressions,
they thought their descendents the value of a civilise Nation.
They consider themselves the custodians of the Earth,
they don’t look for glory, nor for wealth!
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The key of their long and continual permanence,
is to connect with Earth and her essence.
Their tales of the time of dream,
tell of survival and what they need as being…
of how to connect with the Earth core,
how to live without greediness, nor war.
They don’t know how to overpower or conquest,
but know with Earth to harmonise and connect!
The key to survive, is not to dominated or pulverise…
but to respect, understand, collaborate and harmonise!
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Poetry in Italian n. 333
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written in Italian on the 4th of August 2022 at 79 years and translated in English on the 8th of august same year
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poetry in English n.86
