In the beginning was the word, and the word was the world, and there is no world except the Word.
Who says “the word” says “the sword”. With the word was the war on the Mediterranean, the war against the Word.
The hell of History, hello, you Helen!
I have tried Troy with its tradition, and I am tired.
There was no armour without Amor who wins within.
The message of the Whale to Roma: Vale!
And on the Pacific the bird called:
Amo! Amo! And now its tribe wails: Moa! Moa!
And the east wind dominates over the west wind, - said Mani or Mao who knew not: who says “Mao” says “amo”.
Love-Whale comes with your Tribe to save the weary world proclaiming: A-mo-ma-o-ri!
Maori move il sole e l’altre stelle.
Well done, Dante!
30.11.2003.
Amori
© Copyright: Владимир Микушевич, 2012
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