"There are people to who the hardest tests anything teaches neither they make them win experience; for this reason they continue loving and believing in spite of the years" THOMAS MANN

 

WOUNDED CONDOR
AVANTI!!
EXALTATION
LACK OF MEMORY
THE SOLITUDE
FLOWER ESPEJADA
BYZANTINE POEM
FORBIDDEN
MOTHER VISITED ME
VENTURESOME SPIRIT
POEMS ANTONY ACEVEDO LINARES
CHILDREN DON'TS WAIT
INTERPRETATION OF POEM
NECESSITY
TO WHO DOES IT BENEFIT THE WAR? TO WHO DOES IT HARM THE PEACE?
WONDED CONDOR
THE SING TO FREEDOM
THE NICKNAMES OF ZAPATOCA
THE POWER MONEY

JULIO CÉSAR HOYOS - BARRANQUILLA (COLOMBIA)

JULIO CÉSAR HOYOS - BARRANQUILLA (COLOMBIA)

 

Listen... somebody groans.

COLOMBIA... why do you cry, my homeland?

Your children love you, your symbols worship

and proud we are of being Colombian.

Some they love me,

other they revile me,

the blood of my children runs to streams,

the rich one dies, dies the poor person, the boy and the old man,

the soldier and the policeman,

the guerilla fighter and the paramilitary one:

ALL DIE.

The condor of my shield,

audacious as my race,

left the heaths to survey the plain

and he didn't return,

as the peasante doesn't return

that abandons their parcel,

and, do you still ask me why I cry?

 

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