At this very moment
there is a man
who suffers,
a man tortured
only for loving freedom.
I ignore where he lives,
what language he speaks,
or what color is his skin,
how he is called,
but at this same moment,
when your eyes read my small poem,
that man exists,
he screams,
it is possible to hear hi harassed animal weeping,
while he bites his lips not to denounce his friends.
Do you hear? A single man,
handcuffed, screaming,
exists somewhere. Did I say alone?
Don´t you feel, like me, the pain,
the pain of its body repeated in yours?
Isn't your blood flowing under the blind blows?
Nobody is alone.
Now, at this very moment,
You and me are handcuffed too.
José Agustín Goytisolo
On March 19, 1999, The poet José Agustín Goytisolo learned to fly, forever,
by jumping into the the void from the balcony of his house.
