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CLAWS

( 2001 - 2D Image )
Claws

Cruel and powerful claws
ransack the sky quivering,
cut the air, quietly,
rend the empty space, steadily.
Always in search, incessantly,
of someone or something
to which inflicting pain,
with perfidy and fury.
Piles of silent moanings
and of incessant sighs,
raise from wounded throats
of contaminated souls.
Without ground and reason,
who causes pain places himself
to hit with fury,
to calm a violent impulse.

I have written this my poetry in Italian language, therefore its translation in English language could have minor "Vis Poetica".
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