{"id":7306,"date":"2013-02-20T17:07:15","date_gmt":"2013-02-20T23:07:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/waronsociety.noblogs.org\/?p=7306"},"modified":"2013-04-28T13:00:57","modified_gmt":"2013-04-28T18:00:57","slug":"unconfined-henry-zegarrundo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/waronsociety.noblogs.org\/?p=7306","title":{"rendered":"“Unconfined” – Henry Zegarrundo"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"from solidaridadnegra<\/a>, transl waronsociety<\/a>:<\/em><\/p>\n

Unconfined<\/strong><\/p>\n

Another night, one more day of feeling,
\nof talking with myself, again I go back to the case of “justice.”
\nI could only look through the cloudy glass.
\nSeeing the streets, the people reduced to a plastic routine.
\nSomewhere, I remember someone,
\nI remember my companions,
\nremember who I am, what I live for, why I live.<\/p>\n

I do not cling to life, because clinging to it
\nonly makes you afraid of ceasing to live.
\nI do not cling to freedom, the freedom of being able to howl,
\nbeing able to howl in a forest of cement.
\nSometimes hatred takes me over, I fall asleep hating.
\nWhen I wake up I know that love is the alloy of hatred
\nthat makes me breathe deep so as to keep living.<\/p>\n

In confinement I feel the collective hatred of society
\nhatred of the prison, the isolation.
\nIt is dignified to dispel the gaze from the floor,
\nto better focus on the enemy,
\nthe enemy that holds me prisoner of its greed,
\nthe enemy that demolishes the earth,
\ndemolishes the free ways of living.<\/p>\n

The enemy that confines, that punishes, that mutilates,
\nthat terminally infects you with its cancer of Power
\nmutating from organ to organ.
\nWe are its antibody, having developed an immunity
\nto its sick human plague.
\nWe are the struggle without borders or distance,
\nwe are the rage of the vibrancy of our blood.<\/p>\n

We light up the light of the night.
\nDarkness and light are accomplices of our steps,
\nwe are battle without reprieve,
\na cellular metastasis in every place;
\nit is better to die fighting than to die without having tried,
\nbetter to be free even while confined.<\/p>\n

Today again I have a dream, different than yesterday’s,
\nof the certainty of not having lost, not being defeated.
\nTomorrow will be different than today,
\nmy rage will be no different, nor tomorrow’s.
\nStrength will go to those who rage with me.
\nIt will reach across the walls and distances
\nand I will howl to the moon once more.<\/p>\n

I will claw at the cement floor
\nbeyond which lies mud and grass
\nuntil my claws bleed.
\nI will camouflage into the columns,
\nbreathe the air laden with filth instead of mist.
\nThe marks on my body tell me who I am.<\/p>\n

When I close my eyes
\nI travel to the oneiric paradise
\nwhere the silence of the wind
\nis like the kiss of a companion.
\nAnother day of not seeing myself defeated
\na day of dreaming without abandoning who I am,
\nanother day of being ready to arise tomorrow<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Henry.<\/em><\/strong>
\nSan Pedro Prison, rainy La Paz<\/p>\n

___________________________
\nRelated:
\n1 \u2013 Communiqu\u00e9 by Henry Zegarrundo, who is being held in pretrial detention in San Pedro prison.
\n<\/a>2 \u2013 Letter of comrade Henry Zegarrundo from the prison of San Pedro<\/a>
\n3 \u2013 Interview with Henry<\/a>
\n4 \u2013\u00a0All posts on War On Society about Henry Zegarrundo<\/a><\/h5>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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