Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal  
   
 
           
           

One

One cannot fight
when he is dead.
His ideas
will not make sense
to the living.

One cannot live
when he is starved,
his thirst unfilled,
his breath struggling
for air, for life.

One destroys his
brother, leaving
his blood crying out
from under the ground.

           
           
           
 
   
     
 
 
       
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