Saturday, November 29, 2014

Just for one day...Featuring lyrics from Heroes by David Bowie.

It was a dream in the late 90s
From a sleepless night or a hang over
I heard David Bowie sing in the middle of that haze
I wish that morning it was cold in an overcast way
Something told me to not make plans
Something told me my place was there
To Ride out the hangover
It was time to wake up
As I tried to shake the hangover
As I tried to get up
As I tried to figure out
What was going on...
"You, you can be mean,
"And I, I'll drink all the time,
"Cause we're lovers
"And that is a fact,
"Yes we're lovers, and that is that!"
then it was hot...
behind the explosions
apart from gun fire,
among the flames,
I knew,
we could beat them,
just for one day...
everything went deaf,
everything went mute
and I saw the sun set behind the sea
It was a dream in mid battle
on a summer's night
I could feel the warm breeze
It was only for one day...
then it was the heat
the heat of battle,
I was so tired
after that dream...
I was bleeding after that dream...
I was dying after that dream...
they put me on the gurney
to carry me out of battle...
I just stared to the sullen smoke sky
I could smell the burnt and forgotten
My eyes desperate to find the sun
in the middle of smoke
I whispered to myself
to my angels
to those who I love,
to who I'm in love with,
 "I wish you could swim
 "like dolphins can swim
"We can beat them,
"just for one day"
now I sleep,
now I dream,
and that song still plays in my head,
Was Bowie looking at me
as I went through battle?
Was Bowie dreaming
Or was I?
I'm in exile now,
and still I'm convinced
that just for one day,
I could be beat them,
for one day,
In exile, and old
war over for me,
not sure of what I did,
did I get my angel wings,
did I deserve a metal,
did I do enough,
"o nothing will drive them away...
"we could be heroes,
I whisper...
"Just for one day..."

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Para Yaiko

(Para Yaiko)

La quisiera tener tan cerca, que sus latidos estarian en mi corazon,
su cara pegada a la mia,
su sueño me duerme...
Te miro de lejos sin saber que sientes,
tu silencio me llena de lagrimas por ser tan hermoso aunque duela,
estas en la misma sala pero sos un universo perdido,
solo veo tus estrellas brillar en mi noche sin sueño,
y me pregunto si hace siglos se apago tu brillo
o quizas nunca fue para mi...
Mis sentimientos por ti, un tesoro secreto,
que a escondidas lo miro y lo escribo,
letras que excusan mi mirada silenciosa hacía tu espalda,
a escondidas sonrío pensando en un beso calido de tus labios,
ya que lo esperado tanto,
ya que me duele ...
Abrazo la pared que me separa de ti,
fría y rigida,
carcel de mis sentimientos,
aún siento el calor tuyo detras del cemento,
indiferencia de invierno...los veranos cortos valen tanto
en tus ojos hermosos,
en tu cara bella...
no hay otras estaciones,
así que en invierno abrazo la pared,
rigida y fría y sueño con tu calidez,
con tu sonrisa.
En medio de sueños a escondidas te atrape en una esquina. 
Tu pecho expuesto por tu camisa blanca;
sudas en la noche,
por ansiedad, por lujuría que temes. 
Tus labios resaltan en la luna con tus ojos haciendo intentos de escapar...tus manos se levantan,
y con deseos escondidos recibes mis labios en la oscuridad de este sueño caluroso,
tus labios moldeados con los mios...espero tu cuerpo con ansía.
Huella has dejado en mi ser, tanto que tu ausencia no existe, no para mi,
presente siempre estas,
invento nuevas direcciones para voltear y no verte. 
Verte es sentirte,
sentirte es rendirme
ya posees mi alma y mis deseos mas puros.
Me posees con una mirada,
me posees como una criatura sin razon,
perdida en tus ojos,
tu cautiverio...

Eres un secreto para mi,
Secreto que no se lo que es,
Secreto que guardo sin saber si me lo reveleras.
Tu sonrisa hace nuevo mi corazón,
Me muero por solo enganchar mis ojos con tus ojos por un solo segundo.
Como en mis sueños te escondes yo te busco;
como tu escondite eres un secreto.

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Fumando pensando en poemas que describen mi vida...

En Derrota            2 de Mayo

Humillado             7:51 pm

Preso                     Jueves

...Ah, mis veinticinco años tirados a la calle.

Veinticinco años podridos que a nadie le sirvieron de nada...

Pobrecito poeta que era yo,... (Pedro Geoffroy Rivas)

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Speach from the Fourth International Tribunal to Restore Justice

This was a speach I had the pleasure to deliver after presenting three cases with my team mates at an International Tribubal held last year in El Salvador. I posted earlier the spanish version which I never got to translate till now that I have a little more time. This is intended to open the eyes of those in Latin America and in particular El Salvador, and to say that while there are people who have yet to recieve justice, there can really be no lasting peace. When people are unsatisfied, when they are not heard, they take to changing things by any means necesary. The truth even if it comes late, is important. I dont expect people to understand our disatisfaction if you havnt lost everything to government brutality. And when the question comes up asking..."That is the past, let it go"...well I could ask these people to forget september 11th...I doubt they are willing to forget that. Or what if it was your mother, father, brother, sister or child killed by your government...I would think you would want satisfaction. I worked with many victims who lost everything, to the extreme right wing of El Salvador, I could never ask them to forget their murdered child, spouse or any those wounds still bleed for them and will continue till they die.

The Truth as it relates to el salvador and the law of amnisty

Every time the anniversary of the murder of Monsignor Romero or the anniversary of the murder of the Jesuit priest comes up on the calendar, or when these topics are putt o some scrutiny, the media of the country and in particular the right wing of the country, starting with the ARENA political party who is followed by the political party of the military dictators, the PCN the sound bite is the same over and over again, “that is something that has been left in the past.” That we should not open old wounds, that “the salvadoran people have moved on and no one cares about those cases”.

■Before we go on lets look at something. (Project the photo of a banner that says “the National Guard Lives”) This photo was taken on February fourth of 2012, marking the 100 years of the National Guard being founded, an event organized by the Academy of Military History of El Salvador.

■Apparently this is not a thing of the past, out of sight and out of mind, gone and forgotten. The wound made at the massacre of La Cayetana still bleeds thirty eight years later. The perpetrators still see themselves as heroes and there are those who actually see them as heroes. Their major goal is for the people not to speak of this evil that we have exposed in this tribunal. They depend on oblivion. They depend on the people forgetting and making themselves vulnerable again.

■(Referring to the photo “the national guard lives”) But as you see, a picture is worth a thousand words, doesn’t it? They are proud of the wounds they inflicted on the Salvadoran society and for the right wing this is not a topic open for debate, study and much less of forgive and forget. How can the people forgive when no responsible party has owned up to the atrocities and asked for forgiveness?

■It wasn’t even five days after the truth commission published its report on the atrocities, violations to Human Rights and crimes against humanity that the people of this small nation that they were spat in the face with the Amnesty law to make peace solid. Coincidence? This law protected all war criminal from being investigated, prosecuted or punished for his actions. On the television; given that most media in El Salvador is owned by the right wing fanatics, the commission of the Joint Chief of staff of the armed forces in Salvador easily got air time to say the truth commission was corrupt and that the armed forces had nothing to do, and was not guilty for the crimes exposed in the report.

■The question remains, if the armed forces and government authorities are innocent of what the Truth Commission Report accuses them of why do they need a law to pardon them and protect them, and why do they hide behind this law. If they are innocent wont history absolve them. Why do they need and Amnesty law. Why is it that every time that the people ask their elected officials for the truth about the disappeared the archives of the defense department are closed? These archives don’t belong to the individual administrating, they belong to the people. That’s right these documents belong to you the people, you paid for them with your taxes. But because if you find out the truth, you might demand justice and you might demand those responsible to be punished. Because you might be filled with an unstoppable energy to be recognized as citizens with inalienable rights and take back the country from those who have kidnapped it since its birth…you cannot see these archives

■In Spain many of the monuments that honored the memory of the bloody dictator Francisco Franco have been taken down from public view. In El Salvador there is a plaza that honors the United Nations, a pillar that stands for Human Rights and defender of these rights. Not 500 meters from this plaza there is another Plaza that honors the memory of Roberto Da’buisson, the creator of the infamous death squads in the country and intellectual author of the murder of Monsignor Romero. In our country there are not only monuments honoring violators of Human Rights but they also elect officials to the government that are have violated human rights, assassins that are elected to the national legislative assembly. Such is the case of those responsible for the massacre at El Clabozo in San Vicente like the congress man Sigfrido Ochoa Perez.

■There is a saying…”Treason does never proper”. Why? Because if it prospers no one dare call it “treason”. These massacres by state mercenaries and their cover up and the continuous impunity is the biggest treason to the Salvadoran people by the government that represnts them.

■These tribunals are for the purpose to learn the truth, nothing in our lives is so important as the truth as that from the truth we can search for a better life that those younger than ourselves deserve.

We must uncover the truth, for our own sake we must search and find the truth. We must demand from our government, our state to listen to the past and not turn its back to it. The truth is the greatest virtue we posses. Without it we don’t know where we came from and don’t know where we are going. As always, the future, its for you to decide.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

La verdad (verdad sobre la guerra expuesto durante el cuarto Tribunal Internacional para la Justicia Restaurativa)

Cada vez que es el aniversario de la muerte de Monseñor Romero, o de los Padres Jesuitas o cuando estos temas se pone en tela de juicio los medios y en particularmente la derecha empezando por el partido ARENA y seguido por el partido de las dictaduras militares, del PCN dicen que eso es “algo que quedo en el pasado”, que “no hay que abrir viejas heridas”, que “el pueblo salvadoreño a continuado y ya no le importa estos temas.”

Pero miremos esta foto. (Proyectar foto de “guardia nacional vive”) Esta foto fue tomada el 4 de febrero del presente año marcando los 100 años de la fundación de la guardia nacional en un evento ogranizado por Academia de Historia Militar de El Salvador.

Aparentemente esto no es cosa del pasado. Aún existe la herida hecha en la Cayetana hacia 38 años. Y ellos aún se halagan como heroes, y hay de aquellos que los piensan como heroes . Ellos estan interesados que el pueblo no hable de estos temas de cual se trata esté tribunal. Dependen del olvido. Dependen del olvido del pueblo.

Pero como ven una foto habla mil palabras no? Ellos estan orgullosos de las heridas que causaron en este pueblo y para ellos no es tema obejto de estudiar, ni de perdon y olvido.

No fueron ni cinco dias después que salio el reporte de la comisión de la verdad que entro en vigencia la ley de amnistía protegiendo a todo criminal de guerra. En la Telivision salieron todos del estado mayor diciendo que la comision de la verdad estaba viciada, que la fuerza armada nor era culpable de estas atrocidades.

La pregunta es ¿Si eran inocentes de lo que les acusaba el reporte de la comisión de la verdad, porque es que se escudan tras esta ley de amnistía? ¿Por qué es que cada vez que se pide que se sepa la verdad, los archivos son cerrados? Archivos que le pertenecen al pueblo, estos documentos les pertenece a ustedes, ustedes pagaron por ellos. Pero por el hecho que ustedes al saber la verdad puedan exigir justicia y que castiguen a los responsables, ustedes no pueden ver estos archivos.

En España muchos de los monumentos que le rendian honor a Francisco Franco han sido removidos de las vias publicas. Aquí en nuestro pais existe un redondel en cual rinde honor a las Naciones Unidas, ente que vela por los Derechos Humanos. Ni a 500 metros se encuentra otro redondel que le rinde honor a Roberto Da’buisson, el creador de los escuadrones de la muerte y autor intelectual de la muerte de Monseñor Romero. En nuestro país no solo existen monumentos de violadores de derechos humanos sino que también se eligen asesinos a la asamblea legislativa. Como el responsable de las muertes en el calabozo, el asesino de nombre Ocoa Perez.

Hay un dicho,“Tración nunca prospera”, porque? Porque si prospera nadie se atreve llamarla “Tración”. Estos asesinatos por mercenarios estatales, masacres, y el posterior incubrimiento y la continua impunidad es la traición mas grande contra el pueblo salvadoreño.

Estos tribunales son para conocer la verdad, nada en nuestras vidas sera tan importante como la verdad, ya que apartir de ella podemos buscar el futuro que los mas jovenes merecen.

Debemos destapar la verdad, por nuestro bien debemos saber la verdad, debemos exigir a nuestro gobierno, nuestro estado que escuche el pasado, no que lo ignore. La verdad es la virtud mas grande que podemos poseer. Sin ella no sabemos de donde venimos ni para donde vamos. Como siempre, el futuro, es desición de ustedes.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Dar la Espalda

Odio mi corazón,

Odio la compasión que me hace sentir

No se si es que soy mas debil

Pero si se que soy diferente

Lo unico que siento que me hace fuerte

Es mi ira,

En un tiempo no conoci mi familia

Cuando la conoci me lamente

Ahora conozco nueva gente

Y se parece que estoy conociendo

Conociendo una nueva familia

Me pongo a llorar al verlos

Me pongo a llorar al ver lo que les han hecho.

Veo sus caras

Hasta cuando cierro los ojos

veo sus caras

En sus ojos algo vacio

El vacio que les dejaron

Lejos sin la verdad en sus bocas

Lejos esta la verdad en el tiempo

Pero el dolor esta cerca y duele

Duele tanto a ellos que me duele a mi

En un rincon de un bosque

Lugar manchado con sangre

Con casquillos de balas norte americanas

Con huezos del pobre

Que solo pudo ser Salvadoreño

Aquí esta la verdad

Aquí esta lo que me hace llorar

Apesar que no me hicieron nada

Al ver esas caras me duele y se moja mi cara

Se ven tan iguales y a la vez tan distintos

Iguales en su dolor

Distintos por ser personas

Tanto que eh tratado de olvidar

Tanto que eh tratado de dejar esto atras

Mi corazón no me deja

Así odio mi corazon

Me hace llorar