Two poems by Francesco Favetta

The voice of time 

The voice of time

in his eternal songs

merciless

tell the story

hollows out his face

wise nourishes the roots

and teaches how to live

in the dances of life.

Odd or even

they don’t count inside the veins

it will be a storm

or I sing in my heart

in this sea of mine

they always drown

everyday

love and freedom.                                                               

Innocents without a land

Where is Peace

in the long flowing river

bringing in the waters

in the womb wet from war

trails of blood and mourning.

I am still

the desperate roots

of innocents without a land

and the cruelties within the walls

to pay for oblivion and silence.

In this desert

huge in the heart

their mouths remain silent

of those men killed

from the brother close behind.

The Poet Francesco Favetta was born in the land of Sicily in Sciacca, he has always loved poetry, writing verses, but above all culture, food for the soul: culture is Freedom, it is Free Spirit, it is Soul in Motion, not should never be harnessed! In 2018 he was awarded the Academician of Sicily by the Accademia di Sicilia. He has been published in various anthologies and magazines, among which we mention a few: international magazine The Poet; Revista Azahar which edited the first anthology of poems in Spanish: Encantamiento y Palabras como Plumas;

Anthology The Silk Road Anthology: Nano Poems for Africa; “Poetic Galaxy Atunis”; WorldSmith International Editorial; OPA The Poetry Journal; Innombrable magazine; Polis Magazine; rank of minister in the Order of the Titan and publication of a lyric in Octobermania; international literary magazine Kavya Kishor in Bangladesh; international magazine of language, literature and culture “Petrushka Nastamba” Serbia; international magazine, Namaste India and certificate of appreciation; Different Truths social journalism platform; Cisne Revista Digital; Humanity magazine St. Petersburg; fourth Panorama International Literature Festival Spain, delegate for Italy. He founded a theater company in Sciacca: “Theatrum Socialis Sciacca”, and a Lions Club, “Sciacca Terme”. Finally, the Poet Francesco Favetta is convinced that Poetry will be the weapon with which humanity will set its life free, and furthermore that Beauty will always be a truth, which will never be buried: from the times and events of daily human life!  

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