to protest against the pardon: ENOUGH! Free Poetry This part of the blog is linked to a blog of Music Therapy, designed by my daughter, I believe that nothing is more musical poetry in rhyming couplets, a bit like most of the songs I heard in general.
In Italy a better My dear state, so just do not go,
you can not give all this freedom.
Who speaks to you is a mother who loves her daughter,
who sees her all the light of his family.
Yet who kills is always punished.
Even more so if a family is approached, a
can not take life for those with large labor has given you.
And there is no phobia, there is no rapture, taking,
who replaces God and is constituted.
is easy to say then: it is not dangerous.
But there's more of a heinous manslaughter?
When the blood of your blood is spilled
and perhaps even worse, was also premeditated;
I do not speak of forced labor,
not talking of life sentences to ten lives, but a couple of years
them to do,
if only to make him understand
that the gesture was not done
that they must repent of this act,
because in the closed world of a prison
least think about the horror of that action. But
will be taken out by impegni,
e dimenticheranno che dovevano pagare quei pegni,
perché il sapore dell’amata libertà
era ciò che volevano ed ora eccolo qua.
Si, tu mi dirai che quel marchio resta a vita,
che non si dimentica una parentesi cosi efferata,
ma per un ora, magari facendo l’amore
cosa vuoi che ricordino di quanto dolore hanno causato
e quale pentimento avranno di una cosa risolta in un momento…
E all’emulazione ci hai mai pensato?
Quanti ragazzi diranno: tanto non è poi cosi proibito.
E noi genitori possiamo ancora dormire o sempre con gli occhi aperti dobbiamo stare?
Perché non c’è età che tenga con questo stato,
large or small should be immediately released;
so then you do look a little more horrible the act, the act most impure
not you realize that you can not protect us now releasing those who wants to kill?
Please make up your mind, change the law that creates tension,
I know, no parent wants to see a son in prison, although
killed without any real reason;
but you have to give him a punishment, if only to
make them think and rethink
that in life there is also the respect and duty,
that I must tell you: the only place for me are the nation's prisons.
The Poet
Enza
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