A NEW HUMANITY IS ON THE MOVE
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When the egg begins to crack,
the chick is not far away.
I believe that we
really cannot do much against the powerful machine which governs our world in
its minute particles. Yet, I sense that a New Humanity is on the move.
It does not come out
of our academes, nor from our revolutionary vanguards, nor from our naive and
comfortable religions, nor from our most enlightened politicians: it is given
birth by the people who suffers.
It comes with the migrants
and the refugees, the poorest of the poor, who flows like giant waves into the
shores of Western Europe and North America. They are there crowding together on
tiny islands of Italy, Greece and Spain; they are forcing their entry into
Austria and Hungary; in moonless nights, they throw themselves into the black
waters of the Río Grande. They stride over impassable walls while in their back
thousands of their kind are swallowed by the sea or eaten alive by rats aboard
wretched old tubs drifting in the middle of nowhere.
They are bothered,
exploited, trafficked by coyotes, hounded by policemen and their dogs, shot at
point-blank range like rabbits by the «owners» of the world. They rot alive
inside trucks or in abandoned containers, they hang on high speed trains to
cross the tunnels of horrors, they eat earth to survive, they agonize like
insects in the deserts.
They are hungry and
thirsty for water, bread, light, justice, dignity, peace, joy, tenderness,
freedom; they thirst for life! Nothing can stop them. They are not invading
others’ land; they simply come to pick up a parcel of the wealth that was
grabbed from them and which is kept under thousands of locks in the strongboxes
of the «paradise» of the north.
In truth, those men and
women who are not afraid to die so as to live are those about whom the Gospel
says: «Until, now, the Kingdom of heaven
suffers violence, and the violent are taking it by force» (Matthew 11,12).
They, the cursed of
the earth, whom we kill without they killing us, and who are not welcomed
inside the strongholds of our prosperity, God blesses them. Without knowing it,
they are the saints of the new world. They knock down our close doors, not to
steal or murder, but to open them…to
a civilization «totally human» where, on the Earth which belongs to all, nobody
should feel a stranger.
At least, let us dare
to dream…
Eloy Roy
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