September 2001

There’s something
That upsets man
More than anything else
A word is not enough
To define it
Hate, fear, terror, anguish
Anger and bitterness
The will to hit back
The desperation for the deads
Rancour exploding
Towards the guilty heads
Ideological hate
Implacable
Always present through the centuries
The vile and brutal scorn for life
Billions of people that think
Talk and suffer
From the same incredible event
Rit
Only one point
Nothing else
We are here powerless
We would like
To not be part of this history
But we are
And we’re on one side, inevitably
We’re humans, man
Men
Wolves
The world revolves
In the same old way
Life will never change
Never
And God will have pity and mercy
For our souls
God will have pity and mercy
Even for theirs
For this reason we’ll fight
Aware of the mistake
We’re about to make