2021 rising
History doesn't teach
και ούτε τα λάθη της Ιαστορίας”
only consciousness teaches
Carrying all the blood the cry the mourning
and with footsteps of time
from Ipsilanti to Androutsos - the anonymous
So that they can kneel before you those
who loved you deeply
who betrayed you
who glorified you while you were tortured
So you can rise ageless and sullen
like a young eagle renovated by
the oaths of the dead
And the Great Day filled with the scent of Jasmine
Basil and marjoram from Despo's garden
And Time right beside you
to salute your march from the deep
darkness of slavery
And Papaflessa's charge like raging
wind to bring the cry of the Mother
carrying her newborn dead still on her nipple
and the wailing, Oh, the wailing of the eagles
Bring all these and silence so much silence
so they can be heard!
Because we've had enough celebrations.
And don't ask, Oh , don't ask what happened to the brave ones
those who sacrificed themselves
And those who were stabbed on the back
Remember only the oaths
- so they can feel pain, Oh, the pain!
And after, embrace them with affection
speak of them again of love and oaths
that have no price
they will understand.
As for the scene - bring the nights
with those standing guard in the alleys
young ones laying dead in the backstreets
Bring some of your rivers
with their waters risen against oblivion
to quench the thirst of the hunted
Bring the galloping of horsemen
when charging like freedom
so that there will be sound
to this Holy day that rises.
Bring the sleepless Souls
with the blood on their hands still warm - never
will the blood of the martyr die
Bring some visions that were never realised
dreams that became darkness and wound
and with all your memories embraced
with those aborted expectations
And with Kapodistrias holding the sign - blood
flowing between his bitter eyes:
"Hellas: 2021!"
And don't ask, oh, don't ask - who
let the blood flow
Remember
Remember only.
Written for the Hellenic authors' society: "Wishes for 2021"
Happy new year to everyone, even happier!