fifty-three paintings looking at us:
in the room we come and go
talking of michelangelo,
but this is real.
fifty-three.
don’t pass distractedly this number,
don’t pretend you didn’t see.
stop. look at their faces. stand there.
fifty-three journalists were killed this year,
fity-three mouths speaking the truth
in a world where truth is not appreciated
and we rather go the next room
talking of a ninja turtle.
