Ci sono canzoni che sembrano romantiche, dolci, ti accarezzano piano e poi ti straniscono perchè inizi a capire il testo e ti ricordi di due anni fa attaccata alla TV, incredula di quello che stava accadendo.

Questa canzone dall'incedere calmo e tranquillo ricorda uno degli eventi che più mi ha colpito negli ultimi anni, perchè quando sento parlare di soprusi su bambini si, divento una lupa, ma rabbiosa. 

Quale uomo può sparare alle spalle di un bambino?

Paul Weller

Savages 

You're savages, he knows you are..
do you not think that god is looking down?
on you savages.. the children run, to mothers
you put bullets in their backs
ah cowards, can you not see
do you not think that love is coming down?

you have no gods, they have all disowned you,
you have no love, so you take it out on,
people's lives in progress,
that's what keeps you going when you're savages

savages, you can dress it up,
give it a name and a fancy uniform
and a flag to fly to hide behind,
can you not see the truth that's on the ground

you have no love,
it has all gone cold on you,
you never have, so you take it out on
those whose love is growing,
that's what you hate most, when you're savages

do you not see the love is coming down?