Repubblica dedicates a fixed space to deaths at work. A Spoon River that tells the story of the lives of each victim, preventing them from turning into banal statistical data. Invisible and forgotten lives. In our country an average of three workers a day do not return home and “Dying at Work” aims to be an uninterrupted reminder aimed at institutions and politics until this “crime of peace” ends.
“My brother who watches the world
And the world doesn’t look like you
My brother who looks at the sky
And the sky doesn’t look at you
If there is a road under the sea
Sooner or later he will find us
If there is no way into the hearts of others
Sooner or later it will be traced
I was born and worked in every country
And I defended my dignity with difficulty
I was born and died in every country
And I’ve walked every street in the world
That you see”.
Georghe defended his dignity with difficulty. He was born and worked in every country, Ivano Fossati would sing. He was born in Romania and died in Italy. He died at work: two weeks of agony in hospital in Rome, fighting for the life that had been scarred by his fall from the roof of an industrial warehouse halfway between Latina Scalo and Sermoneta, in Lazio. “A part of me died with you, my soul! May God rest you in peace, my good father!”, wrote on social media Georgiana, the daughter of Georghe Breahna who was 51 years old and had another child. “I’m speechless, speechless! – Stojan wrote to Georgiana –. May God forgive him and rest in peace. I can’t believe it, I refuse to believe it: a man and father with a great soul and full of life, proud of his wonderful family! God and your father will give you the greatest strength!”. Georghe who struggled to defend his dignity.
