💬 An excerpt from Pablo Neruda’s The Pueblo. This whole poem has such “long live everything” spirit:
I believe that Heaven must include
that man, properly shod and crowned
I think that those who made so many things
ought to be masters of everything.
And those who make bread ought to eat!
And those in the mine should have light!
Enough by now of grey men in chains!
Enough of the pale lost ones!
Not another man will go past except as a ruler.
Not a single woman without her diadem.
Gloves of gold for every hand.
Fruits of the sun for all the obscure ones!