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TO A WHITE DOVE

Hey, a white dove – when you were born
the world had been a chaos
with
the sounds
the colors
the sadness
the happiness
the good
the bad
all snatched and tore – every – cell.

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Under the brush of the famous artist
Once I saw your image
– a dove –
in the cruel claws of a cat with a tiger face
the world was boiling – in an oil cauldron – of the war

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There, a white dove is flying on the volcano and on the smoking oil well
The sun gaspedly drops acid tears down the continents.

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A white dove is flying and crying...

1991