Christian Baby Saying

and then, without knowing how, I found myself in the mud.
and people with nothing.
are those who first had nothing and now have even less of that at all and will continue to have nothing, nothing less ...

messed up my time has run merged with images of homes destroyed by water, with the illusion of seeing where they stood still, those who now are gone, the river sucked.
an expanse of mud and debris and dark spots, splashes of water and earth walls
to show up where you got the power of the destruction, the gratings of the windows
uprooted by the fury of nature and the faces of people angry
:
eyes of the old and past destruction, the patience to start again from scratch;
those of children and the warm smile and the desire to take your hand, you're different and you're there, a symbol of other possibilities;
eyes, hidden by masks to avoid breathing the dust, the men who shovel the mud for days and days and collect the pieces of their lives wet and dirty unfortunate.

there is despair.

the first accompanies the acceptance of anything of anything today.

even humanitarian aid for them. just a little 'luck of'acqua brought there by a group arranged together by chance.

coincidentally, I also have a can in his hand and then another and another. and I'm part of that group.

and by chance I find myself on a battered pick-up and tossed on the rough road and unfit for use and jump down in the rain, get into what remains of houses, plod through the mud with my beautiful white shoes and sink in, smile at people and give them a miserable aid that does not cost me anything. because it is by chance that I'm giving you.

risbatte my life in the concrete. there is no room for thoughts soul today or for the paranoid, the questions about how and why.

there are only images in the mind like the caked mud that we no longer know where to throw. only the rain on my face and my shoes these dirty hands that have touched me as I passed them the bottle and dark eyes deepened with sadness but not veiled with tears rather stressed by the smiles.

I'm not raining today. none of these people is raining on me. I tumble into it.