this is how the world makes me feel today:


Apolitical Intellectuals

One day
the apolitical
intellectuals
of my country
will be interrogated
by the simplest
of our people.

They will be asked
what they did
when their nation died out
slowly,
like a sweet fire
small and alone.

No one will ask them
about their dress,
their long siestas
after lunch,
no one will want to know
about their sterile combats
with "the idea
of the nothing"
no one will care about
their higher financial learning.

They won't be questioned
on Greek mythology,
or regarding their self-disgust
when someone within them
begins to die
the coward's death.

They'll be asked nothing
about their absurd
justifications,
born in the shadow
of the total life.

On that day
the simple men will come.

Those who had no place
in the books and poems
of the apolitical intellectuals,
but daily delivered
their bread and milk,
their tortillas and eggs,
those who drove their cars,
who cared for their dogs and gardens
and worked for them,
and they'll ask:

"What did you do when the poor
suffered, when tenderness
and life
burned out of them?"

Apolitical intellectuals
of my sweet country,
you will not be able to answer.

A vulture of silence
will eat your gut.

Your own misery
will pick at your soul.

And you will be mute in your shame.

--Otto Rene Castillo

Otto Rene Castillo, born 1936, was a Guatemalan
revolutionary, a guerilla fighter, and a poet.
Following the 1954 CIA-sponsored coup that
overthrew the democratic Arbenz government,
Castillo went into exile in El Salvador, where he
met Roque Dalton and other writers who helped him
publish his early works. When the dictator Armas
died in 1957 he returned to Guatemala and in 1959
went to the German Democratic Republic to study,
where he received a
Masters degree. Castillo returned to Guatemala in
1964 and became active in the Workers Party,
founded the Experimental Theater of the Capital
City Municipality, and wrote and published
numerous poems. That same year, he was arrested
but managed to escape, going into exile once
again, this time in
Europe. Later that year he went back to Guatemala
secretly and joined one of the armed guerilla
movements operating in the Zacapa mountains. In
1967, Castillo and other revolutionary fighters
were captured; he, along with his comrades and
some local campesinos, were brutally tortured and
then burned alive.