Perpetual hymn of an open book.

Like an iced
dream my mind
disappears in
the heart of
an innocent
nurse, when a
clamour appears
and a delicate
blackbird discovers
a glimmer.

Francesco Sinibaldi to Usa.

It is indeed a sad day when teenagers intoxicated with hate drive around like the heyday of the KKK on the prowl “hunting people” and thereby leaving us with faint memories of those voices of despair from 1940’s like Woody Guthrie’s Was that the Vigilante Man or Billy Holiday in a melody of weeping scales reminding us of the horror and terror of the Strangest Fruit. I guess that while the election of Barack Obama is a definitive sign of our growth as a nation in regards to racial conscience which conjures another voice from our past to the foreground of the present; that voice that came in from the wilderness and gave us a gift and a wakeup call to a higher truth concerning a disease that infected mainstream American with a deep seated racial hate, a voice that would not yield nor hide in fear but held the strength and courage to look the devil in the eye while he offered hope and a vision of a day when individual’s would be judged not by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. With Barack Obama the best man did win and in doing so took us a long ways towards fulfilling Martin Luther King’s dream and yet here we are confronted with the senseless and brutal murder of Marcelo Lucero whose apparent character in regards to his sense of duty to his family back in Ecuador is nothing less than admirable and whose death is upon all of us for failing to instill upon our youth the fundamental meaning and truth of Marin Luther King’s dream. I find I can only bow my head in shame and grief even though I did not know Marcelo but the story of his death does wound and I only hope that the people of New York and beyond come to the aid of Marcelo’s family in this time of anguish and loss; a sense of human gesture that shows our solidarity extends to all people, to all citizens of this nation regardless of their race or creed. So that we remember and not forget that we all count and are important.

Sorry to see anyone die needlessly, but if he wasn't here ( illegally ) he would not have been killed. Perhaps a good way to stop senseless killing would be to stop illegal immigration