My thoughts fly to when I was a child, when My grandmother kept me on my knees and everything was fine. When will my grandfather told me of his wonderful travels in Africa and the wonderful trips to the moon and space. When is a child, my compagnetti treated me badly, and my teacher as well. A returned from the hospital when I had all forgotten, save James. The laughter of the middle school and high school emotions. Frustration at the university, not yet finished. A Giusi. To dream of a better world. Inability to achieve it. The stupidity of the people, the evil entity is always present and active. A God To my friends, a few. The brother that I did not, parents I have. At that crazy about my uncle. If my life ended today, all things considered, it would not hurt. Should I attend to only one thing, not the newspaper ... And I'd do another, but I do not know if there is still time. Then if I have more time, I like to join the Chronicle (mirror of reality or fiction? Poor Claudio, Gabriele force). This is my will, but do not necessarily have to die today, or in a year. Familiarize yourself with everything, do not be indifferent to the world, God will understand ... I love
Joseph Matthew Amenta
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