IAMAQ MAGAZINE Part III | Page 91

THE IMMORTAL

I ran to the old lady

Who told me he didn't have time

And that that night I would die in his arms.

I ran to my wife

Who told me he didn't have time

And that he had to get out of the house.

I ran to my son

Who told me he didn't have time

And that he had to go to his woman.

I ran to my friend

Who told me he didn't have time

And that he had to go to work.

I went to the priest

Who told me he didn't have time

And that he had to go in procession.

I went to the doctor

Who told me he didn't have time

And that he had to pay a visit.

I ran to the policeman

Who told me he didn't have time

And that he had to go and make an arrest

I ran to the mayor

Who told me he didn't have time

And that he had to go for an opening.

I ran to the poet

Who told me he didn't have time

And that he had to write a poem.

I ran to the old lady

Who told me there was no satisfaction

That would only kill me when

Someone would have cared about me

From today I understand that I will live forever.

Gabriele Cavagna

IAMAQ Magazine 3/2020