A poem by a great Greek poet Tasos Livaditis has been recited in a dramatic emphasis by the actor Kostas Kazakos as to raise awareness to people for peace and justice. Music by E.S. Posthumus - Nara
If you want to be called human you won't stop,not even for a minute, fighting for peace and for justice. You will go out to the streets, you'll scream, your lips will bleed from the screams, your face will bleed from the bullets, but not even a step backwards. Your every scream, a rock at the warmongers windows Your every movement like you knock down the injustice. And be careful: don't forget even for a minute. For a little while to remember your childhood years You leave a thousand of children to be broken apart when they play unsuspecting in the states one moment if you look at the sunrise tomorrow people will be vanished in the night of war if you stop, for a minute, in order to dream*** millions of people's dreams will become dust under the shells You don't have time you don't have time for yourself if you want to be called human.
If you want to be called human you might need to leave your mother, your lover or your child. You will not hesistate. You will deny your lamp and your bread you will deny the night rest at the homemade treshold for a rough road that leads to tomorrow. You will not retard and you will not fear of anything. I know, it's beautiful hearing one harmonica at night, to look one star, to dream it's beautiful leaned up the red mouth of your love to hear her telling her dreams about the future. But you have to say goodbye to all that and begin because you are responsible for all the harmonicas of the world, for all the stars for all the lamps and all the dreams if you want to be called human.
If you want to be called human you might need to be closed in prison for twenty or much more years but you even inside the prison you will always remember the spring, your mother and the world You, even from the inside of your square meter of your cell will keep your road up in the earth And, when in the infinite silence, in the night you will knock with your finger the wall your cell from the other side of the wall Spain will answer you You, even if you see your years to go by and your hair getting white you won't get old.. You, even inside the prison every morning, will wake up even younger because even younger wars will start in the world if you want to be called human.
If you want to be called human. You have to be willing to die any morning. From the night to the isolation you will write a big touching letter to your mother you will right to the wall the date, the acronyms of your name and one word: Peace as if you were writing the whole story of your life. To be able to die any morning. To be able to stand in front of 6 rifles as if you were standing in front of the whole futute to be able, up in the broadside that kills, to hear millions of simple people that they are fighting for peace while singing.. If you want to be called human.
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