- The Real Truth
For Juan Gelman
Searching for the wall’s realitywings fly toward extreme panicBeyond words awarenesscreeps along the border of nightmaressearching for the shooter’s nameand the distance of bulletsLies are replaced by day and nightNo matter where you go to singbird cries welcome countless grief-filled dawnsThere is no choice, when you seethe skeletons and the hair of the deadyour eyes reveal a furious griefbut your heart is like a dried-up well [End Page 93]