Although you have disappeared, you live in our heart

By Eliseo Balcazar

Dear mother and father

Dear sisters and brother

Dear companion and friends

Where are you? Where ... are you?

December, January

June August

What's the matter time

Where are you? Where?

If before the day

We parted

With great emotion

With the hope

That we will meet again in

The following day

But past there day

and you don't appear

A lot of people and

Especially you family

We were very concerned for you

As very crazy people

we were seeking for you

In hospitals police stations

In the morgues and you don't appear

But how can you appear

If in the clandestine jail

you my sister and my brother

Give your life for our freedom

Because in a day not too far

Our children and the flowers

Growing with a wonderful dusk

and with the laughter and a new sunrise

There all people can walk in freedom

Around your rivers and you volcanos

And in wonderful streets of the city

Never my sisters and brothers

I forget the corrupt face of

Internal ministry of governation

When he said to a mother

That with tears

In her tired eyes

And with a great anguish

reflected in her old face

When the mother

Inquired for her daughter

For her son

Maybe for her husband

Don't worry, he said

With a big laughter

In his cynical face

And sitting very comfortably

My sisters, my brothers

where are you? Where?

Is our agony in our daily lives

Oh bless idea

Oh bless blood

Oh bless seeds of life

Where are you?

Where are you thousands and thousands of Guatemalans

That one day you have kidnapped?
[Eliseo Balcazar is a survivor of torture in Guatemala and now lives in Melbourne.]

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