Poem… A Child

A Child

(translation|modification of Un Niño)

by Luis S. González-Acevedo

The sun submerges into a sea of wheat.
Torrents of milk skim the mountaintops.
If winter strikes, we show off our coats.
As the day dies, a beautiful horizon is born.

Our planet offers so much abundance.
Anything superfluous and dispensable, we discard.
Our “love” is a native of Hell
because it doesn’t feel the misery in the world.
Instead, we steal the earth’s wealth and abundance.

A fragile child staggers.
She falls and curls up, suffering.
A desperate mother falls upon her,
murdered by the world that let her die.


–You can find the poem in Caribbean Poet, by Luis S. González-Acevedo–


 

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