For the debut of our blog we have chosen a poem. He has written M. from prison in Padua in 2001 and now devotes his dad, who died 41 years ago, when he was only 13 years.
M. lived a life of experience and many different jobs, had a large family but for the problems with the law is left alone and now try to rebuild their lives, the motto of " until there is life there hope. "
LIVING IN POVERTY '
and watched the neighbors' gardens
across the street,
rejoicing in the sunlight.
I felt poor,
and went door to door
with my hunger.
more I gave
regardless of their abundance
I became more aware of my
begging bowl ..
Until one morning I woke up from sleep
suddenly open my door, and you
you joined in asking for charity.
In desperation, I broke the lid on my casket, and discovered
surprised my wealth. "
MV
