Why do you impose
you know
if I want to learn
unknown
and a source in my own discovery?
The world of truth
is my tragedy
your wisdom,
my denial;
you conquest
my absence;
your doing,
my destruction.
pump is not what kills me;
the shotgun wounds,
mutilated and just,
poison gas ,
kills and suppresses,
but the truth
my mouth dry,
off my mind
and denies my poetry,
me before.
I do not want the truth,
unknown dame.
Let me deny
to make my world
so that I can also
be my own denial
and my turn to be denied.
How to be in the new
without leaving the present?
I instruct them,
me live
living with me;
my wealth begins
where you just,
your death is my birth.
tell me that the unknown
can not be taught,
I say that not
taught the known
and that every man
ago the world to live.
Tell me, I'll knit
about your story;
show yourself to me
can stand
on your shoulders.
Reveal to
from you can I
doing and being different;
I'll take you
superfluous, not truth
that kills and freezes;
I'll take your ignorance
to build my innocence.
Do not you realize
that you wanted
fight war
to peace, and peace
is the claim of war? ;
Do not you realize
that you wanted
fight injustice
with justice
and justice
is the claim
of misery?
Do not you realize
that you wanted to fight
ignorance
with instruction
y que la instrucción
es la afirmación
de la ignorancia
porque destruye
la creatividad?
Tu conocimiento
nos muestra el mundo
o lo niega,
because it is the story
for your actions,
or denied because
your waking imagination
will take you to change
Let the new
is the new
and transit
is the denial of this;
let you know
is my release, ;
not my slavery.
is not little I ask.
You have believed
that every human being
can think
that every human being
can feel.
You have believed
that every human being
can love and create.
understand your fear because
when I ask
you live
according to your wisdom
and that you respect
your beliefs;
can no longer predict
your neighbor's behavior,
have to look at him
do not know
what he tells you listening to,
poetry have to leave
in his words.
The error will
again possible
in the wake
creativity,
and the other will be present.
You, me and him we
to make the world.
Truth lose
his empire
to humans ;
have yours.
I instruct them,
lives with me
your failure is
me to be
identical to you. "
Humberto Poem Maturana in his book
"The Sense of the Human"
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