Poetry

There is nothing else to say

The world is not worthy of the word
They drowned it, deep inside of us
As they asphyxiated you
As they ripped your lungs apart
And the pain does not leave me
All we have is a world
For the silence of the just
Only for your silence and my silence, Juanelo.

- Javier Sicilia, from his last poem before joining the national protest against the drug war. His son was a victim of the related violence sweeping Mexico.


photo credit:  courtesy of wikipedia, photographer/Zapata, "Javier Sicilia dando su discurso después de la marcha por la paz de Cuernavaca a la Ciudad de México el 8 de mayo de 2011." (Javier Sicilia giving his speech after the peace march from Cuernavaca to Mexico City on May 8, 2011.)