Gun against gun

The silence of the forest
is preparing a goodbye.
The word that will be said
in memoriam is explosion.

He was lost,
the man of this century, there.
His first name and his last name are
Gun against gun.
It broke,
the shell of the wind to the south,
and on the first cross,
truth awakened.

All the Third World
buries its sorrow,
with a hail of lead,
it will hollow out its place of honor,
its song.

They will leave
the body of life there.
His first name and his last name are
Gun against gun.

They will sing
their mourning song of man and animal,
and instead of tears
they will cry lead.

They will lift the man
from the tomb toward the sun,
and between them
they will share his name:
Gun against gun.