love and freedom

[Lorenzo Abbiati]

who's the luckiest who can feel freedom to love
who's enough brave to put up a fire without meat
for those children grown adult with a giant ball locking their own feet.
for those with no land, no ground, always flying to new places.
such people not lucky enough to reach equalibrium between pulses and peace of mind.
such people with face communicating anxiety or hiding behind an ancient sorrow.
love is night when everybody hugs , day is freedom to catch a dream for night, night is the room where we prepare for another day, following night is the reason to be for the day.
Don't feel tied up, just shout for what for you believe in.
Don't care how many can listen to your words.
Past habits disappear, open to a new reality.
Love multiplies in a thousand ways, duplicate doesn't mean just breed.
I love black colour , I don't mean I hate white and life is grey.
I love freedom live without rules rather than serve an unfaithful one.
I don't want to turn the world inside out , my presence and my words are enough to do it. I am a common person I am not God and I am not askin him anything apart from his own will.