For Salvatore Quasimodo’s Enemies

You despise this personmerely because henever lost his faith in life or the futureIn the darkest age, he sang of freedomYou despise him because hewrote poems of incandescent tearsand dedicated themto his motherland and his peopleI don’t need to guesswhy you hate this person.You attack him relentlesslyfor reasons you inventbut in an age rampant with fascismyou remain indifferent