Hawk! Your flight is high and proud, But you return with head politely bowed.
In blood and in affliction you must drown,
and i suggest you keep your head bent down! 
What are you there? Mere carrion, rotten flesh.
Withheld from Truth of the human and by his world’s clumsy mesh;
Released, take off the hood you wear.
When you don't have turned, you will fly free. 

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This is a wall made for SUDESTASI an artistic residencies in Altamura, (south Italy) organized by the association "Lavorare stanca" for the festi Read More
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