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"For Freedom", Miguel Hernández



II


bleed for freedom, fight, live on.
For freedom, my eyes and my hands, like a tree
carnal generous and imprisoned, I
surgeons.

of freedom I feel more hearts
than grains of sand on my chest are my veins foams,
and go into the hospitals, and entered the cotton
as lilies.

of freedom I loose in battle
of those who have rolled his statue in the mud. And I break loose
beating of my feet, my arms,
my house, everything.

empty Because where some matted, she put two stones into the future,

and make new arms and legs to grow new

in meat harvested.

sprout winged autumn sap without

relics of my body I lose every wound. Because I am like the tree cut down that sucker, because I have yet life.
MIGUEL HERNANDEZ,

Man stalks, (1938-39)