PoeticHouse - Il Portale dei Poeti e della Poesia
Pubblicata il 07/11/2023
The watering can weighs ten kilos,
my shoulder hurts from carrying it,
not in a thirty-acres park,
but in the street, on the sidewalk:
someone has to think about giving
some water to the poor little trees
just planted, with their leaves down
for this stubborn ruling drought:
poeple look at me and think I'm crazy,
because I care about citizens' goods,
the ones tthat belong to all of us...
can this behaviour ever happen,
here in Rome?
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