The hypocrite is in his weak nature
when he scrutinises the wounds of others and points to
windblown leaves as the medicine of all ills,
or the superior reason that justifies lying.
The hypocrite is condescending because his reasons
are a manifesto of disgrace and mischief
that he does not want to show in public.
Be tolerant with hypocrites.
Does no one think of their feelings?
Fortunately, hypocrites are weak, nature.
If they were hypocrites and psychopaths together they would be devils
and the gates of hell would be opened for them.
Psychopaths often disguise themselves as lying hypocrites,
but it is in their strong nature
and in their desire to stain with blood
the white petals of roses.
We speak of the weak, the lover who lies
to violate a woman's heart
as if it were a note
written on a yellowed sheet of paper.
We speak of those who invoke the violence of
cematographic images to hide their cowardice
and tell invented stories of vengeful heroes
and macabre humour, of those who have lived
and paid the price for the suffering of the world.
We talk about us, but also about a good part of you
Giorno di regalìe del resto vacuo e smisurato di ciò che resta di noi. Simulacri vestiti a festa corrono frenetici , mangiando dolciumi in onore del Dio che nasce, mentre arraffano cimeli dell'apocalisse. Mi ritrovo immerso nel muschio selvaggio e nei religiosi silenzi, salmodiando il senso della vita con carovane di penitenti. Tutte le ferite tacciono, tutti i gemiti si trasformano in sinfonie di cuori senza più nemmeno l'ombra della tragedia . È Natale, il giorno della vittoria sui morti viventi
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