What Is Freedom?
From the bulb
the leaves
in a twisted way
they express
cravings
to leave the
port.
The lace that
tightens
it's not a chain
he paints on the
face
all her pain.
She doesn't hear
that sound,
that bell,
that the alarm gives
in vain,
freedom is that.
© Franco Carta
On freedom
I'd rather be
hated by everyone
and have my own
free will,
than to be loved
like a bird
locked in a cage
with the key.
© Franco Carta
Freedom
Who would have
thought
that i would pay
the price
of the letter of
enfranchisement, myself?
Freedom,
in which spaces
of this earth
do you find
yourself?
Not all
territories
are free of
restrictions
for this body i
inhabit.
Be the price of
what has passed,
be the
amazement,
stigma and
prejudice
that flow
through the eyes.
Freedom,
in which spaces
of this earth
do you find
yourself?
Even if it is
inevitable to be a slave to progress
right in the
midst of this new old society
of Freedom
© Franco Carta
FRANCO CARTA
FRANCO CARTA was born in
Cagliari in 1961, has practiced the dental medical profession since 1986, and
has collaborated as a volunteer with the "Operazione Africa"
organization of the Jesuit Fathers since 2011. he writes poems in Sardinian
vernacular and stories and poems in Italian. He is known by the pseudonym
Hybrid Poet. He has published three poetic anthologies Numerous participations
in cultural events, poetry festivals, publications in anthologies of poetry in
the vernacular and in Italian, in anthologies of Poems and Stories in the
vernacular and in Italian and winner of national and local awards and mentions.
He is an expert juror in national poetry competitions.
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