I’m proud,

so proud that it is not possible,

make me “change my mind”

or trajectory.

Maybe I should be proud,

even my bullshit.

I made some,

I do,

I keep doing them,

because I’m too proud

of my nature,

of my essence.


I send messages,

maybe I miss those who deserve it,

I know everyone in a sleeve of assholes,

that maybe he doesn’t deserve,

a fucking crumb,

of dumbs like me,

with a huge heart.

Who knows very well,

that make shit,

we are proud of it,

even if we suffer

like the shit we are.

That in the end,

even the most criminal,

you can even repent.

The problem is that we constantly repent.

I’m this way,

I’m proud.

And I go on,

I am going to take

You down all.

Italian version: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/07/13/poesiafiero/

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