6455 - The little ukranian
N. Lygeros
Translation: Paola Vagioni
He did not know his past
and yet he was sad
as if his stretched tummy
left him with no choice.
He was condemned to live
not only in a place of misery
but inside a hell without paradise.
Guilty from birth
despite his stretched hand
he no longer waited for anything
if not for the deliverance
from a death much hoped for.