The night of my first political cell meeting it rained
my way of dripping was celebrated by four
everyone in the room looked slightly bored
maybe of the persecution and even of the torture they dreamed of daily.
Founders of confederations and strikers had
a certain huskiness and said that I had
to choose a pseudonym
that I had to pay five bucks a month
that we agreed to meet every Wednesday
and how was I going with my studies
and that today we were going to read a Lenin pamphlet
and that we didn’t need to say comrade all the time.
It had stopped raining when we finished
mum told me off for getting home late.
Roque Dalton [Roque Antonio Dalton García] (1935 - 1975) El Salvador
Translated by Luis Gonzalez Serrano
Source: Global Rights May 2017
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