To Roosevelt

The voice that would reach you Hunter must speak
in Biblical tones or in the poetry of Walt Whitman.
You are primitive and modern simple and complex;
you are one part George Washington and one part Nimrod.
You are the United States
future invader of our naive America
with its Indian blood an America that still prays to Christ and still speaks Spanish.

You are strong proud model of your race;
you are cultured and able; you oppose Tolstoy.
You are an Alexander-Nebuchadnezzar
breaking horses and murdering tigers.
You are a Professor of Energy
as current lunatics say.

You think that life is a fire
that progress is an irruption
that the future is wherever
your bullet strikes.
No.

The United States is grand and powerful.
Whenever it trembles a profound shudder runs down the enormous backbone of the Andes.
If it shouts the sound is like the roar of a lion.
And Hugo said to Grant: "The stars are yours."
(The dawning sun of the Argentine barely shines;
the star of Chile is rising..) A wealthy country
joining the cult of Mammon to the cult of Hercules;
while Liberty lighting the path
to easy conquest raises her torch in New York.

But our own America which has had poets
since the ancient times of Nezahualcoyotl;
which preserved the footprint of great Bacchus
and learned the Panic alphabet once
and consulted the stars; which also knew Atlantic
whose name comes ringing down to us in Plato
and has lived since the earliest moments of its life
in light in fire in fragrance and in love
the America of Moctezuma and Atahualpa
the aromatic America of Columbus
Catholic America Spanish America
the America where noble Cuauhtemoc said:
"I am not in a bed of roses" - our America
trembling with hurricanes trembling with Love:
O men with Saxon eyes and barbarous souls
our America lives. And dreams. And loves.
And it is the daughter of the Sun. Be careful.
Long live Spanish America!
A thousand cubs of the Spanish lion are roaming free.
Roosevelt you must become by God's own will
the deadly Rifleman and the dreadful Hunter
before you can clutch us in your iron claws.

And though you have everything you
are lacking one thing:
God!
Ruben Dario


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