Vistas de página en total

miércoles, 2 de noviembre de 2011

Cantar la soledad

Va un formidable poema-performance recitado por el grupo NYC Urbana Slam Team, en el Café Nuyorican de Nueva York.
Hasta la soledad sabe dulce a veces....(otras no)

*ACLARACIÓN: esta es solamente la trascripción del poema, el poema NO ES ESTE, sino el que figura como video ya que la poesía nuyorican no está pensada para ser escrita sino recitada, pero la letra es tan buena que quise copiarla....



Running a race (no one knows)

No one knows.
No one knows.
Running a race to nowhere lookin’ to share a little love along the way.
Running a race to nowhere lookin’ to share a little love along the way.
Running a race to nowhere lookin’ to share a little love along the way.
Running a race to nowhere against who and not sure why, but already miles, tired, confused as to where my motivation is supposed to come from.
Millions of generations before me fought unsuccessfully for the same beliefs I now stand for.
With hands & feet bonded, speaking through duct taped lips, in an unknown language, tongue-tied with mouth full of assorted jelly bellies
Wondering how many battered voices is it going to take to make a word, a sentence, a phrase, a manifesto, to make a difference.
Gallons of tears collected, but not enough to make a flow, my river is better defined as a puddle of piss on a sidewalk corner.
But a girl has to start somewhere.
Crying for my puddle’s preservation.
Realizing that it is easier and cheaper to live in the dark, but that the brightness and warmth from lying naked without sunscreen at twleve in the sun is a pain I prefer because
I can see.
I can see the ones who feel the same and are unashamed of their naked existence, trapped in their own respective concerns, blinded by the brightness, desperate in an unknown space.
Wishing only to grab hands with one who does to another, creating a bond formed because of this shared experience.
Comforting me, while I do to you, joining us in solitude, simply by the fact that –
Isolation only exists in one’s thoughts. 
Isolation only exists in one’s thoughts