In my country

Non-Arab people, not the people of the Balkans, not ancient people
but living nation, but European nation:
and what are you? Land of infants, hungry, corrupt,
Employees of agricultural leaders, prefects pigtails
avvocatucci smeared with grease and dirty feet
Officials liberal bigots carcasses as uncles,
a barracks, a workshop, a public beach, a casino!
Millions of small bourgeois million hogs
sospingendosi graze unharmed under the palaces,
between now crumbling colonial buildings such as churches.
Just because you are existed, now you do not exist,
just because you were conscious, you're unconscious.
And just because you're Catholic, you can not think
that your evil is all evil, guilty of all evil.

He sinks in that your beautiful sea, the free world.

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