CUATROPUNTO Work Accompanying the October 12 march.
Malena Valdeavellano
MariCarmen
Jaramillo Natalia Camilo
I am the daughter of history,
memories embedded in the
genetic nation
mixture of mosaic
mixed.
I was not at all times,
but time keeps
tremendous scar
I see
in the face of history.
fractured country, raped,
tortured
schizophrenic
bipolar, depressive,
and prone to amnesia .
you breathe polluted air
metropolis,
and every time I inhale,
I feel like choking
your indifference, your careerism,
your ignorant middle class ,
ignorant of your history,
indifferent to your
own pain.
I do not like you calm,
because the people away,
muted, downcast,
watching TV.
I like it when you scream,
rejoice, celebrate
and laugh until your
own misery.
Smiling toothless
a broken hand,
empty pockets.
That is the country calling me
from childhood in the population,
hot milk office.
inadvertently
whom you have given birth,
deformed child, lost,
O'Higgins,
mutilated to Victor.
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