FIVE MINUTE STAR

In just a blink she was gone
Leaving behind the brightest halo
It was like a golden diva
A new shinny form in the firmament
Carmen with a velvet voice
Aida with all the splendor
Violetta finally in ruins
Now I keep your voice in vinyl
Eternal spinning black that tries
Every once and then with some luck
To reproduce the sound 
That captivated my imagination
And for one more time when alone
If I close my eyes and just listen
Her voice would again be there
Her image would again be present
And again she would be just for me
That famous diva, a five minute star.

SECOND COMING

He would be killed again
Nothing has changed
There is more progress to express hate
More money to buy the same

He would be killed again
Old monarchies, new corporations
Very lost in his own world
More lost in each generation

He would be killed again
By the master, the puppeteer
The sheik, the king, the wall street emperor
Leaders of corporations, owners of it all

He would be killed again
An executive will give the order
Executor of war between the classes
Architect of the great corruption

He would be killed again
The world is showing we are yet not ready
Not opening our hands, but closing our fists
With only interest in what is gold and what is heavy

He would be killed again. . .

FUNNY MONDAY

First born day of the week
How much I expect from you
A new diet, a new job, a new life
Every one of them will start on you
Monday, Funny Monday
Primogeniture day of the week
What is the secret to be there
Always present in most careers
Ready to start anew
Promising a bright new beginning
Monday, Funny Monday
First born day of the week
When the new resolution starts
Running, sweating, goals and pounds
Making rules, making muscles
Ready to start anew
Promising a bright new beginning
Monday, Funny Monday
Primogeniture day of the week
When we starve ourselves to death
And we check in the same mirror
Looking for a bigger change
Ready to start anew
Promising a bright new beginning
Monday, funny Monday
Where is my promised new life
Where have you taken my promising new career
Why can't I see anymore my muscles
Underneath more pounds and pounds of fat
What have you done with my mirror
That only deepens my wrinkles
Monday, old funny Monday
Now you are not more than a pain
That starts every morning at six a.m.
When the ring kicks me out of my own bed
And promises only one thing
A hard work day ahead of me
And my demanding boss, Antonella.

PRETEND NO MORE

That's right

You pretend

Pretend that is me who doesn't love you anymore

Pretend that is me who has abandoned the dream

To share life together

Till dead do us part

You pretend

That I won't listen when it hurts

That I change conversations

That I don't care where you go

And I give a damn how you feel

You pretend

That I am the one who screams the loudest

That I am the one who is responsible

The only one to blame

You pretend

That I would be lost without you

That all my feelings are an act

That I won't get hurt when you depart

To look for love very far

You pretend

That I am the one who had all planned

That I won't care if you are happy

That it is your right to hide from me

That it is even better to push me aside

That I will be there, no matter what

You just pretend

But pretend no more

Because you have broken all boundaries

Because there is not way back

When you reach a point of no return

Pretend no more

Because all loves are gone

And you can keep all the fresh ones

With memories and all.

Pretend no more

When life together is over

Because I feel the pain when you are with other

Because I can't pretend no more.

BITS AND PIECES (INTERNET LOVE) (Maybe a song)

Only pictures in my mind

Only bites of how your voice might sound

A blurry image on the screen

pixelated and with distortions

But your lips are freshly clear

And the sparkle in your eyes

Open doors to your sweet soul

Keeps me awake every night

And I'm daydreaming with the sight

of your pictures in my mind

But you are far away

And my heart can not resist

For how long to wait

To have you here in my arms

Because I love you

And I can't handle my life like this

Because I love you

There are things that can not wait

Because I love you

It's all the hours I don't want to miss

And I'm daydreaming with the sight

of your pictures in my mind

To be with you I want

To feel your body I want

To have you by my side

...

Because I love you

Because my life is not enough

And I'm daydreaming with the sight

of your pictures in my mind

TO THE SONS I NEVER HAD

I do have to apologize

For living a selfish life

For the belief that not believing

Was a way to exercise

My right as a human being

A very advanced animal

But I was wrong a hundred times

I do have to apologize

For not believing in Mother Earth

For treating her as a whore, as a slave

For getting not just what was needed

But also all that was wanted

For leaving behind a mess

Very difficult to fix

I do have to apologize

Oh my sons believe me, I am sorry

I did not do good enough

For not letting it happen as it did

Full extinction and indeed

Cowardly to not believe

That one voice can change the world

That one heart can teach you love

And a closed mind can destroy it all

I do have to apologize

Dear sons please forgive me

This is not the world I dreamed

To leave behind for you at all.

BLUE ABYSS

Blue Abyss, worlds apart, and only two senses to celebrate your beauty

It’s not just the distance, eight hours of time, that keep our lives so far

From one another we can only hear a voice, see burred images, and as much as I try

I could not materialize the smells, the flavors, not the softness of the silk without you

My hands are powerless, my tongue too dry, the essences are all gone with the pass of time

I dream a dream with open eyes, the black more black, tulips more impossible to find

And then I choose to close my eyes to live the life:

Katherine, Robert, Sean, and Aaron running in joy as they see you arrive

The aroma of meat and mushrooms cooking for lasagna today

And the Mediterranean breeze moving your hair, making me feel what happiness really is

Lacoste is in the air, and far away, I don’t know where, somebody still plays...

Some heavy metal: Seven, Four, Five, and Nirvana

I serve you a Bloody Mary, like every day,

And you smile again before you go to play

You are now the one who’s teaching:

English, Soccer, you are their God

To me, you are still the Persian Prince I just have to meet

One day, two years, five, ten from now

Celebrating one more birthday with a Black Forest cake

It’s a beautiful park, but wait,

Your image is blurred again...

I only hear your voice now, your voice that tells me:

Look at the light running through the beautiful cherry blossoms