«Mejor morir luchando por la libertad
que ser preso todos los días de tu vida.»
Bob Marley
𝕰𝖑 𝖕𝖚𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖔́ 𝖈𝖔𝖓 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖓 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖆,
𝖋𝖗𝖆𝖚𝖉𝖊 𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖑, 𝖆𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖆 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖆,
𝖑𝖆 𝖛𝖔𝖟 𝖉𝖊 𝖑𝖆 𝖓𝖆𝖈𝖎𝖔́𝖓 𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖉𝖔́ 𝖔𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖉𝖆,
𝖑𝖆 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖇𝖗𝖆 𝖉𝖊 𝖑𝖆 𝖉𝖚𝖉𝖆 𝖓𝖔𝖘 𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖊𝖘𝖆.
𝕻𝖊𝖗𝖔 𝖊𝖓 𝖊𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖟𝖔́𝖓 𝖆𝖚́𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖞 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖒𝖊𝖟𝖆,
𝖑𝖆 𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖟𝖆 𝖉𝖊 𝖚𝖓 𝖈𝖆𝖒𝖇𝖎𝖔 𝖓𝖔 𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖑𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆,
𝖑𝖆 𝖑𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖆 𝖕𝖔𝖗 𝖑𝖆 𝖕𝖆𝖟 𝖓𝖔 𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖆́ 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖎𝖉𝖆,
𝖑𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖉 𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖆́ 𝖈𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖚 𝖕𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖟𝖆.
𝖁𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖟𝖔𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖘, 𝖏𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖊𝖓 𝖑𝖆 𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆,
𝖉𝖊 𝖚𝖓 𝖓𝖚𝖊𝖛𝖔 𝖆𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖗, 𝖉𝖊 𝖚𝖓 𝖓𝖚𝖊𝖛𝖔 𝖉𝖎́𝖆,
𝖉𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊 𝖑𝖆 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖆 𝖘𝖊𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖆.
𝕮𝖔𝖓 𝖋𝖊 𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖓 𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖗, 𝖓𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆 𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖌𝖎́𝖆,
𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆́ 𝖑𝖆𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖘, 𝖑𝖆 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖆,
𝖞 𝖊𝖑 𝖘𝖔𝖑 𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖗𝖆́ 𝖊𝖓 𝖓𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆 𝖕𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖒𝖎́𝖆.
𝕰𝖑 𝖕𝖚𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔 𝖛𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖊𝖓 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖚𝖒𝖇𝖗𝖊,
𝖑𝖆 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖇𝖗𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖑 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖔 𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖈𝖍𝖆,
𝖑𝖆 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖆𝖉 𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖙𝖆 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖘 𝖑𝖆 𝖇𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖍𝖆,
𝖞 𝖊𝖑 𝖒𝖎𝖊𝖉𝖔 𝖘𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖛𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖊 𝖊𝖓 𝖈𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖚𝖒𝖇𝖗𝖊.
𝕷𝖔𝖘 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖘𝖊 𝖋𝖚𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖚𝖊𝖓̃𝖆𝖓 𝖈𝖔𝖓 𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖗,
𝖆 𝖑𝖆 𝖙𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖆 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖚𝖓 𝖉𝖎́𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖘 𝖛𝖎𝖔 𝖓𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖗,
𝖈𝖔𝖓 𝖑𝖆́𝖌𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖘 𝖞 𝖆𝖓𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖗 𝖉𝖔𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖊𝖗,
𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖓 𝖊𝖑 𝖒𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖗.
𝕾𝖎 𝖊𝖑 𝖘𝖔𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖒𝖔 𝖘𝖎𝖌𝖚𝖊 𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖚 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖔,
𝖑𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖉 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖆́ 𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖔 𝖚𝖓 𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖔,
𝖑𝖆 𝖔𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖔́𝖓 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖆́ 𝖊𝖑 𝖕𝖆𝖓 𝖉𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖉𝖆 𝖉𝖎́𝖆,
𝖞 𝖑𝖆 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖆, 𝖚𝖓𝖆 𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖕𝖎́𝖆.
𝕻𝖊𝖗𝖔 𝖊𝖑 𝖕𝖚𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔 𝖓𝖔 𝖕𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖊 𝖑𝖆 𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖟𝖆,
𝖉𝖊 𝖚𝖓 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖔 𝖒𝖊𝖏𝖔𝖗, 𝖉𝖊 𝖚𝖓𝖆 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖓𝖟𝖆,
𝖉𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊 𝖑𝖆 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖟𝖆,
𝖞 𝖑𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖉 𝖘𝖊𝖆 𝖓𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆 𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖟𝖆.
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Dedicado a todos aquellos poetas que contribuyen,
día a día,
a hacer de nuestro planeta, un mundo mejor.
“Freedom is never given
voluntarily by the oppressor;
it must be demanded
by the oppressed.”
Martin Luther King, Jr.
The English version differs from the original Spanish version because if I translate it literally, the meaning, rhythm and syllable count are lost.
𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖐𝖊 𝖚𝖕 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖊,
𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖑 𝖋𝖗𝖆𝖚𝖉, 𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉,
𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖛𝖔𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖔𝖕𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖉,
𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖔𝖚𝖇𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖚𝖘.
𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖒𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘,
𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖓,
𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖌𝖌𝖑𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖙,
𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖕𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖞.
𝖁𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖟𝖚𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖘, 𝖙𝖔𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖎𝖙,
𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆 𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖉𝖆𝖜𝖓, 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆 𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖉𝖆𝖞,
𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗.
𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊, 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖌𝖞
𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖐 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗,
𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉.
𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖚𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖞,
𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖐𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒,
𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖍 𝖎𝖘 𝖍𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝖇𝖊𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖆𝖕,
𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖆 𝖍𝖆𝖇𝖎𝖙.
𝕿𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖑𝖊𝖋𝖙 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒 𝖔𝖋 𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌,
𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖔𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖜 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓,
𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊,
𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖜𝖆𝖎𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖍.
𝕴𝖋 𝖘𝖔𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖒 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖚𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖊,
𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖆 𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖙,
𝖔𝖕𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖉𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖞 𝖇𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉,
𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓, 𝖆 𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖕𝖎𝖆.
𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖉𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖕𝖊,
𝖔𝖋 𝖆 𝖇𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊, 𝖔𝖋 𝖆 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖓𝖟𝖆,
𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊,
𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖎𝖘 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖈𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖓𝖙.
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