How great it is to be strong and sturdy like a rock
that all that which opposes you and yet nothing will change your mind
that obscure beings try to humiliate you
that your children beg for money and you don´t have any to give them.
That you know your brothers fight with rifles
that you wish to send them provisions
that you don´t even have enough for buying a cigarette
that asphyxia embraces your chest.
That you think on your beloved one, you yet don´t even know
that her invisible caresses cover you
that you feel hunger, and are offered instead, a drink
that the liquor tastes like heaven and then like bile.
That you may suffer and suffer from craze of happiness
that you may not be content if that implies being calm
that the sea gives you drowsiness so you may feel less
that the sea may be your tomb after hell.
That you never give away in denouncements when you are tortured
that you don´t become a coward before the great force inflicted upon you
that when you defeat it, you may still be the same.
that you make history, without being told to do so
that you meet men with your same courage.
Diego Salazar Luongo