The diver is ready to hunt.
a final check on his rifle,
a sistematina the bag
and here he is leaving the beach.
The water is crystal blue,
seems inviting all dive,
the diver forward and then bows,
pray with great devotion and enthusiasm.
is recommended to its sea god,
invokes his support in the hunt,
that many prey in his sights
to fill the bag and saddle bags.
The water caresses him from every side,
you hear in the womb of his mother,
thinks he'd never been born,
leaves the gun and dream pervades it.
Dream the good life that awaits him,
all women and vorrà n great good,
the people who envy respects him,
joys, wealth, and perhaps a few penis.
But a wake-up jolt our friend
is the fin of a fish touches it,
is the puffer fish that as Vico says,
can mumbling with his mouth.
seems to say, pointing to the dreamer,
"the reality is quite different friend,
tries to do only the fisherman,
you already know that life is very perverse.
So look around and you're ecstatic,
the beauty you see are true,
no one can deny you that sea
thinks to fish and enjoy God's creation! "
f.scordino
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