The Evil Man Might Come with a Throne on His Shoulder
(For Spanish translation click here)

The evil man might come with a throne on his shoulder,

and the good accompanying the evil, walking,

they said, “yes” the sermon, “no” to the prayer

and it may cut the road in two rocks . . .

I may begin by climbing the mountain,

by oar the sprout, by rudder the cedar

and they will wait two-hundred to sixty

and the meat may return to its three titles . . .

There’s too much snow in the idea of fire,

the corpse will go to bed to look at us,

the lightning being with loud thunderclaps,

and the saurians will arch to be birds . . .

It will lack excavation near the dung,

shipwreck to the river in order to slide,

jail for the free man, in order to be it,

and an atmosphere to the sky and iron to gold . . .

They will demonstrate discipline, smell, the wild beast

may paint the passion of a soldier,

I may be in pain because learning of the rushes,

the lie that infects and helps me . . .

It might happen like this and placing

with what hand to awaken?

with what foot to die?

with what to be poor?

with what voice to silence?

with how much to understand and, then, to whom?

Not to forget nor remember,

that by closing it too often, the door has been stolen,

and of suffering so little, I am very resentful,

and with thinking so much, I’m now lacking a mouth.

19 November 1937