Inalienable — Un poema
The sweetness of the honey, Even by blood splattered Doesn't turn into acrid madness. Doesn't mess in the foul rattle.
The sun may warm your skin, Even if out of their sockets Your eyes are pulled out And your sight from there on locked.
And if you cannot walk, Your heart may race And if you cannot talk Your soul may scream.
And if everything you had is lost May forever your love live.
If they take away your ceiling, Ever the sky for you will be.
If the wrath brings up it's killing: Ever the tender earth receives.
So as life flows on An endless song Forever your life may sing.
And you may keep A place in my mind, And I may found A home in thee.
Armando Javier Arteaga Unigarro
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