The Monument
He stands in the square and understands
All weakness and suffering of mankind
Surveying compassionately their final destiny
And he is everywhere, in the air, on the ground,
In the streets, above the houses in the trees
When I look at the Moon, I can see his smile
I can see his starry poems melting in the sky
Bringing to us their charity, honesty, goodness
Wanting to give us more beauty, more verses
For nothing, for free, forever
For watching him merely
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