“On my school notebooks On my desk and the trees On the sand on the snow I write your name, On all flesh that says yes On the forehead of my friends On every hand held out I write your name, On absence without desire On naked solitude On the stairs of death I write your name, On health that has returned On danger that has left On hope without memory I write your name, And by the power of the word I renew my life I was born to know you And to name you, Liberty”








