The Dead Woman

If suddenly you do not exist, 
if suddenly you are not living, 
I shall go on living.

I do not dare, 
I do not dare to write it, 
if you die.

I shall go on living.

Because where a man has no voice, 
there, my voice

Where blacks are beaten, 
I can not be dead.
When my brothers go to jail
I shall go with them.

When victory, 
not my victory, 
but the great victory
arrives, 
even though I am mute I must speak: 
I shall see it come even though I am blind.

No, forgive me, 
if you are not living, 
if you, beloved, my love, 
if you
have died.