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                   The South Also Exists  
                  (English translation of 'El Sur También Existe' by Mario Benedetti) 
                  With its worship of steel  
                    its giant chimneys 
                    its covert wisemen  
                    its siren song 
                    its neon skies 
                    its christmas sales 
                    its cults of god the father 
                    and military epaulettes 
                    with its keys to the kingdom 
                    the north is the one in command  
                  but here down  
                    below ever-present hunger
 
                    rootles through the bitter fruit
 
                    of other people's decisions
 
                    while time passes
 
                    and parades
pass 
                    and other things
get done  
                    that the north permits  
                    with enduring hope
 
                    the south also exists 
                  with its preachers
 
                    its poisonous gases  
                    its chicago school
 
                    its land owners
 
                    with their luxury clothes  
                    on a skeleton of poverty
 
                    its depleted defences
 
                    its defence spend
 
                    spent on invasions
 
                    the north is the one in command  
                  but here down  
                    below
hidden away
 
                    are men and women
 
                    who know what to hold onto
 
                    making the most of the sun
 
                    and also eclipses
 
                    setting aside the useless
 
                    and using what works
 
                    with its age-old faith
 
                    the south also exists 
                  with its french horn
 
                    and its swedish academy
 
                    its american sauce 
                    and its english tools  
                    with all its missiles
 
                    and its encyclopedias
 
                    its star wars 
                    and its lavish malice  
                    with all its accolades
 
                    the north is the one in command  
                  but here down below  
                    close to the roots
 
                    is where memory
 
                    forgets nothing  
                    and there are people living  
                    and dying doing their utmost  
                    and so between them they achieve
 
                    what was believed impossible
 
                    to make the whole world know 
                    that the south also exists.  
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