Wide Inside Society

On that evening when Rome was settling to rest;
(Something Italy rarely does)
The news came to us through a little boy-Pinocchio.
He was sent to tell us something “uncallous”
when he disappeared.
Margen found the disease that killed him
He died in front of his vision, we could tell
Sitting in his same chair with the smell
He was burned ‘firelessly’
Electrocuted ‘wirelessly’
Controlled remotely
When he thought he could, he couldn’t
When he couldn’t, he could
He was tough, some say hard-wired.
This is his image that we don’t know we admire

Leonell