When thy has a son, thy has so many childs that the street fills and the square and the bridge and the market and the church and it is our any child when he crosses the street and the car kicks him and when he fuddles on the balcony and when he comes next to the pool and when a child shouts, we don�t know if ours is the scream or the child and if he bloods and suffers, for a moment we cannot distinguish if the cry is his or if the blood is ours. And when thy has two sons thy has all the children of the earth the millions of childs on whom the lands cry those that escaped from Herodes to fall in Hiroshima Half opened their eyes, as the childs of the war because enough is to releif all the light of a child a japanese cleft or a chinese sight. When thy has two sons thy has all the fear of the planet all the fear of the enlightened men that desire to kill the light and lower the sails and blood the rubber balls and plunge in tears the toy railroad. When thy has two sons Thy has the happyness and the scream of the world in two heads all the anger and all the hope, the light and the tears, to see which reaches us if the mode the Universe cries or the way Stars enlighten� Andr�s Eloy Blanco Venezuela - 1958 |
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