A true story
“Dedicated to Lucia Annibali and violence against women”
I heard of your name
which means “shining”,
as are the sunbeams in the morning,
while looking into the tremor of the awakened
earth, your face
among words that wonder why.
In your mirror, faithful,
you told the restlessness,
the moments of that day,
for many of a lifetime,
when on the face now scarred,
at times that contempt dwelt
and with difficulty
courage was asking you
to break the fatal spell
and to turn away from fear.
A belle and a beast
your heart has rewritten
a new and modern fairy tale,
with dignity described hope
to blow away
that fog that clouded the minds,
where the soul has the right to fly
among the blue gashes of our sky,
where time bows
up to dance
in the ethereal and human embrace
of a voice, like many,
liberated from silence.
