Where is The Love?
Where is the love?
it ran over the road and the mountains
in the first dawn it left paradise
it left our Earth and the soul.
Everything was empty without invented words
without voice and without mouths, without glances,
without eyes, without heart, without chest or back,
without bread, wheat, flour, and water.
All finished, traveling with the sunset,
with the downing of clear suns.
The sky without stars... For what?
If they refuse me a kiss, a hug.
If it is possible to live the abandonment,
the pain of losing the most sacred,
without thinking, without hatred,
without bitterness I forgive
because being of my skin and blood...
I Love You!