tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5784812242170362886.post441176700681488439..comments2024-03-06T12:39:08.369-08:00Comments on mebaya'kushá: Do You Have Be Ugly to Hear Well? – Owls and Body Plan Symmetryciencia globalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14894981950556677935noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5784812242170362886.post-212581653998385052012-09-23T06:48:49.539-07:002012-09-23T06:48:49.539-07:00La verdadera prisión
No es la gotera del techo
ni...La verdadera prisión<br /><br />No es la gotera del techo<br />ni el zumbido de los mosquitos<br />en la miasma apestosa de la celda<br />No es el sonido metálico<br />cuando el carcelero te encierra<br />Ni el rancho miserable<br />indigno para humanos o bestias<br />ni siquiera el vacío del día<br />derramándose en la nulidad de la noche<br />no es eso<br />no es eso<br />no es eso<br /><br />Son las mentiras que te han inculcado<br />por una generación<br />Es el enajenamiento del paco/agente<br />ejecutando órdenes crueles y calamitosas<br />por una ración diaria<br />La jueza apuntando en las fojas<br />el castigo que ella sabe es inmerecido<br />El deterioro vocal<br />la ineptitud mental<br />la cena de los dictadores<br />La cobardía disfrazada de obediencia<br />agazapada en nuestras almas denigrantes<br />Es el miedo que humedece los pantalones<br />y ni siquiera nos atrevemos a limpiar el orín<br />eso es,<br />eso es,<br />estimado amigo, lo que vuelve nuestro mundo de libertad<br />en una sombría cárcel.complacienciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01045246512689671826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5784812242170362886.post-6332434831621713222012-09-16T08:58:15.529-07:002012-09-16T08:58:15.529-07:00Ken Saro-Wiwaâ Poemâ The True Prison
It is no...Ken Saro-Wiwaâ Poemâ The True Prison <br /><br /><br /><br />It is not the leaking roof <br />Nor the singing mosquitoes <br />In the damp, wretched cell <br />It is not the clank of the key <br />As the warden locks you in <br />It is not the measly rations <br />Unfit for beast or man <br />Nor yet the emptiness of day <br />Dipping into the blankness of night <br />It is not <br />It is not <br />It is not <br /><br />It is the lies that have been drummed <br />Into your ears for a generation <br />It is the security agent running amok <br />Executing callous calamitous orders <br />In exchange for a wretched meal a day <br />The magistrate writing into her book <br />A punishment she knows is undeserved <br />The moral decrepitude <br />The mental ineptitude <br />The meat of dictators <br />Cowardice masking as obedience <br />Lurking in our denigrated souls <br />It is fear damping trousers <br />That we dare not wash <br />It is this <br />It is this <br />It is this <br />Dear friend, turns our free world <br />Into a dreary prison <br /><br />1993 <br /><br /><br />Picture source: http://www.todayinliterature.com/biography/ken.sarowiwa.asp <br />http://Picture source: http://www.todayinl...complacienciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01045246512689671826noreply@blogger.com