Io ne ho ancora

Non posso                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               immaginarmi                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               un popolo senza casa,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     eppure io vedo                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        ogni giorno                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              come vagano senza meta,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 come dei disperati                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             cercano radici e cose                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             che dovrebbero dare un senso alla loro vita.                                                                                                                                                                                         Povero uomo bianco                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            nella tua violenza                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      nel tuo splendore                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         in tutto il tuo benessere                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          hai perduto la tua eredità                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      ora tu vuoi la mia                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 allora prendila,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            io ne ho ancora.

JOHN TWOBIRDS ARBUCKLE   (poeta Navajo)