Poem - Walker, Green Is the Road, Poet - Roberto Dávila Torres (Nicaragua)
Walker, Green Is the Road
Roberto Dávila Torres (Nicaragua)
The walker goes down the road,
In green peace or in green war.
Walker, green is the road
And do not look back.
Let your presence
Be a vortex and a murmur,
Raise your head as you pass.
Walker, firm and fixed and frank your gaze
On the road of green brotherhood!
Green freedom!
Walker, hold on tight to the road,
As you roll.
Walker, it is not the destination,
But the road,
That is important to you.
Yours is the road
On which others will want to walk.
Walker, may your armor,
Always be green,
And your fist ready to roll.
Walker, keep in your memory,
Like a sharp knife,
The testimony of your journey.
Walker, feel the wind,
Your chest open to the
True and green brotherhood!
Green peace!
Green freedom! as you roll.
Walker, green is the road
And don't look back.
© Roberto Dávila Torres (Nicaragua)

