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Quante chiacchiere…

April 4th, 2003 by Tony

Quante chiacchiere. Quante parole inutili. Quante strumentalizzazioni. Quanta tribuna politica, sulla pelle di chi muore.

Forse una settimana fa mi ero espresso male… non รจ esattamente della guerra che me ne frego. E’ di tutte queste parole al vento, di tutti questi sproloqui, di questa ridicola collezione di luoghi comuni e frasone ad effetto, scritte solo per darsi ragione e farsi grandi sparlando di cose che non si conoscono.

Ripeto di non voler partecipare a questo stupido cortile, a queste discussioni da bar. Vi lascio solo queste parole, scritte molti anni fa da un artista AMERICANO, ma ancora tristemente attuali.


Lives In The Balance
(Jackson Browne)

I’ve been waiting for something to happen
For a week or a month or a year
With the blood in the ink of the headlines
And the sound of the crowd in my ear

You might ask what it takes to remember
When you know that you’ve seen it before
Where a government lies to a people
And a country is drifting to war

And there’s a shadow on the faces
Of the men who send the guns
To the wars that are fought in places

Where their business interest runs

On the radio talk shows and T.V.
You hear one thing again and again
How the U.S.A. stands for freedom
And we come to the aid of a friend

But who are the ones that we call our friends,

These governments killing their own?
Or the people who finally can’t take any more
And they pick up a gun or a brick or a stone

And there are lives in the balance
There are people under fire
There are children at the cannons

And there is blood on the wire

And there’s a shadow on the faces
Of the men who fan the flames
Of the wars that are fought in places
Where we can’t even say the names

They sell us the President the same way
They sell us our clothes and our cars
They sell us every thing from youth to religion
The same time they sell us our wars

I want to know who the men in the shadows are

I want to hear somebody asking them why
They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are

But they’re never the ones to fight or to die

And there are lives in the balance
There are people under fire
There are children at the cannons

And there is blood on the wire

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