Wednesday, April 5, 2006

Framework 2.0 Pinnacle

Sons Infinity

Although I have no children, I share the pain of all those who, shocked, we learned of the tragic outcome of the kidnapping of the brothers Faddoul and their driver, Mr. Miguel Rivas.

Sons Infinity
When you have a son,
have the son of the house and the whole street,
have when riding in the rump of the beggar
car and pushing the English governess
and child gringo weighting
Creole and white boy black weighting
and the Indian child India's weighting
and load black child on earth.

When you have a child, have many children
the street is filled
and square and the bridge
and the market and the church
and every child is our street crossing
and the car runs him over
and when out on the balcony
and when the pool closes up;
and when a child cries, do not know
if ours is the cry or is the child,
and if it bleed and complains,
not know at the moment
if ay is yours or if blood is ours.

When you have a child, the child is our
accompanying blind
and Meninas and the same dwarf
and Prince and Princess of France
and the one with San Antonio in the arms
and having the leg Coromoto.
When you have a child, we all laugh Creek,
crispa us all cry, wherever it comes.
When you have a child, has the world in
and heart out.

And when you have two children
have all the children of the earth,
the millions of children with the land mourn,
with mothers laugh, with which dream worlds,
Fort that Paul wanted to holding hands
for the world outside the track of a wheel,
which the Statesman, which has a cute kid,
God wants to gut the inside and outside,
who escaped from Herod to fall in Hiroshima
eyes half open, as children of war,
because sufficient for all the light out of a child
China
a crack or a Japanese look.

When two children
have any fear of the planet,
all men fear
light that want to kill the light and strike the sails
and bloody rubber balls
and diving into tears railway line.
When two children
have joy and woe the world into two heads,
all the anguish and all hope, light and tears,
to see which one comes to us how to mourn if the universe
mode in light of the stars.
Andrés Eloy Blanco

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