Triunfo

SMOKE AND PEACE

Among the restless devils
Of female shape and hideous countenance
Lived my soul those days now forgotten
But present in the scars crossing my being
Like a long, menacing snake
Made of black, deadly smoke.

But I survived
To the smoke,
To death,
To life;
And won the battle to die in peace.


LA BATALLA DE LA PAZ

Mi alma convivió con los demonios
aquellos tristes días olvidados
que llenaron mi ser de cicatrices
largas y amenazantes; dos serpientes
enormes, negras, bellas y mortíferas.

Yo fui superviviente del veneno;
del dolor, de la muerte, de la vida
y de la cruel batalla de la paz.