Salutatio meridiana. Sono Matteo Ponti per gli amici Matte.
Oggi 5 minuti di musica ed un minuto di poesia per non nascondersi dalla consapevolezza dei danni che abbiamo arrecato al nostro ambiente, dicendo -non c”ero e se c’ero dormivo-
L’impegno non è facile ma ci vuole impegno per un mondo migliore.

Qui l’audio …

di seguito il testo della mia poesia e della canzone.

SE C’ERO DORMIVO di M. F. Ponti
Alla prossima
Svegliami quando è finita

Dondoliamo nella noia
quando tutto si ferma per un poco.

La pausa è un tempo sospeso
per un grande lavoro che ci aspetta.

Dura più di un pisolino.
Non puoi far finta che passi senza accorgertene quasi.

Svegliati
sgranchisciti
contribuisci
cerca il nuovo
anche se dura poco
la nostalgia lasciala da parte
non serve per creare o imparare.

DOWNHILL FROM EVERYWHERE by J. Browne

Downhill from the prison
Downhill from the mall
Downhill from the factory farm and the hospital
Downhill from the border wall

Downhill from the high school
Downhill from the gym
Downhill from the church and the stadium
Downhill from the baby’s room

Downhill from the office
Downhill from the bar
Downhill from the theme park and the family car
Downhill from happy hour

Downhill from everywhere
Downhill from all you see
The ocean is downhill from gravity
Downhill from here
Downhill from everywhere
Downhill from all of humanity

Downhill from the silver screen
Downhill from the end of the sea

Downhill from the vineyard
Downhill from the mine
Downhill from the fruity plain and the bottom line
Downhill from Columbine

Downhill from the racetrack
Downhill from the news
Downhill from the sponsors and the camera crews
Downhill from the pain to lose

Downhill from God’s golden shore
Downhill from the grocery store
Downhill from the center floor
K Street, and the never-ending war

Downhill from everywhere
Downhill from all you see
The ocean is the last stop for gravity
Downhill from here
Downhill from everywhere
All mankind’s ambition and validity

Do you think of the ocean as yours?
Because you need the ocean to breathe
Every second breath you take
Is coming from the sea
We don’t really know
Because we don’t really see
Do you think of the ocean as yours?
Do you think about it at all?

Downhill from the campus
Downhill from the loan
Downhill from the funeral home

Downhill from the laptop
Downhill from the trough
Downhill from the Russian doll

Downhill from the N.R.A
Downhill from the G.O.P
Downhill from the I.C.E
And you hide all the messes trying to be free

Oh yeah