Sumo mondo nuovo

imagine a new world
everyone imagines a new world
new world seen with the old patterns of an old world
that observes and judges from the throne
what's new? can they already? exist how to find them?
a thousand expectations crowd in
feeble attempts
perhaps the news? they swarm under the asphalt
but crystallized dreams prevent vision
evil habits
channel our eyes sensations thoughts actions
the new world does not exist except inside