The dead woman

If suddenly you don’t exist,
if suddenly you don’t live,
I will continue living.

I do not dare,
I dare not write it
if you die

I will continue living.

Because where a man has no voice
there, my voice.

Where the blacks get beaten up
I can’t be dead.
When my brothers go to jail
I will go in with them.

When the victory
not my victory,
but the great Victory arrives,
even if I am mute I must speak:
I will see her arrive even if I am blind.

No, forgive me.
If you don’t live
if you, my dear, my love, if you
you have died,
all the leaves will fall on my chest,
it will rain on my soul night and day,
the snow will burn my heart,
I will walk with cold and fire
and death and snow,
my feet will want to go to where you sleep, but I will still be alive,
because you loved me about
all things untamed,
and, love, because you know that I am not only a man
but all men