The evocative poem by Francesco paints a stark picture of a desolate world where distant, ominous threats offer no solace or truth, only the heavy breath of fear, exclusively for Different Truths.
Nothing special
just noises in the void
nothing more
or new
it is still desert
in this world
where peace is a tinsel.
They are only thunders
far from our borders
far from reality
and they do not sing the truths
they are heavy like thoughts
and they only breathe
poisons and fears.
Picture design Anumita Roy
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