No Pain in Vain

by Mikis Mazarakis

My friend,
my sister
and brother
my father and mother
my daughter
and son -
my dear fellow
time traveller:

Welcome,
to these words
to this world

This text is written to let you know
that every word i write
is a word aware of
grateful to
thankful for
in dedication to
the meetings
with all the people
that i have made over the years
on the streets
often
in the middle of night
stranger and stranger
meeting
streeting
talking
touching
making stranger and stranger
no longer stranger and stranger

making brother and brother
sister and mother
father and daughter
out of stranger and stranger

These words
this world
is a celebration
of those meetings
those streetings

a declaration
of appreciation
to all you people
who surprise me
who do
say
sing
the unexpected

These words
this world
is thanks to you
is a thank you
to you

and it is a thanks to
everyone i meet
that are struggling
in this system -
who haven’t found a place
or
who aren‘t interested
in finding a place

not in this system

Because you are the ones who see
how this system
is twisting
the people
into something
that isn’t
at all as people should be
could be
would be
if it weren‘t
for everything that is missing

It is a thanks to all of you
that i have met
and all of you
that i haven’t met
often in the middle of the night
often when least expected
often with a laugh
always with a truth

If there is one thing that caracterizes the people struggling
the people of the streets
the people barely anyone sees
the people with no money
no food
no time
to sleep
no job
no career
no phone
no life
in the eyes
of those around
but more life
more life than anyone
in the eyes of me,
it is that these people
these people on the street
when they speak
they speak from the heart
they speak their truth,
right from the start

Perhaps not the truth
but their truth
and that is all we can demand
of anyone

and that is why i say thank you
to all surprise people
to all struggle people
to all street people
to all you beautiful people
on the outside
outcast
failing to adapt
to the life of this civilization
which is no civilization
and never has been
a civilization

It is a system
and though i love them as well,
those believing in this system
the people right in there
in the core of confusion,
it is not to them i go
when i want to talk
when i want to listen
and be listened
to

to really talk
really listen,
really feel
really share
the joy
the cry
the struggle
and the success
of our lives

when i want to feel
alive
and when I want to be felt
alive

Instead,
i go to you
i search for you
i thank you
for being honest
for giving me your words
and for giving me your words
and not the words
of confusion

Thanks for looking at me
for really looking at me
and nothing else

and not looking at me
looking for what i might be able
to do
for you

These words
my words
are especially for you

by you
with you

to let us all know
that the struggle isn’t yours alone,
it belongs to us all

we are all
in this
together

we are all
going to pull us out of it
together

so hang in there

Hold on,
be strong
and always know
that you and me and
everyone around,
we have all
the same value

we have all
value,
the same
value

we are all
equally
precious

and always know
that this means
that if it were the best decision to do
for us all
for me to give you my own blood
every last drop of it
in order to keep you alive
i wouldn‘t hesitate for a second

You could have my heart

I’d rip it out and say
here
take it
yeah man
take it
it’s yours
i owe you one

i want you to live
i love you to live
i live
to see you live
i’d die
to see you live

here
take my heart, man
we have the same blood, man
we’re the same, man
we’re the sane, man
go on live, man
live, man
you’re my blood, man
and wo-
man

and now i’m not just talking about the blood
running through our veins
but i’m also talking
about the blood
running in our brain
which is keeping us
from going insane

keeping us
from never being tamed

keeping us
alive
alert
aware
of the system
this system
which is causing the well of life
to drain

this system
pushing people to kill themselves
and kill other selves
by jacking a plane
cracking a plane
and then crashing
the same plane

this system
keeping the poor poor
and the people deceived
and the children in school
designed to wash their brains
with rubbish

and after the system is done
washing the brain of the little children
it goes on watching
the brain of the big children

keeping them in check
keeping them enchained
while claiming that the watching
actually
is for their own safety

this system
demanding that one be grateful
even though it does not much more but lie
take lives
take time
give time
to he
who is sick of being treated as a machine
and in a confused state of mind,
a confusion produced in a system built on delusion
diversion
disdain,
he responds
by killing his brother, his friend
instead of aiming the frustration and anger accumulated
from all of his sadness
at the root, the true cause of his sadness
which is this system

this system
giving birth to mechanisms
such as the one that made this man’s mind pop
and say: “Fuck this, fuck you, fuck the cops,
fuck everyone, fuck with me and I’ll fucking make you drop”

this system
whose sole purpose it is to sustain
status quo
keeping the poor in rejection,
the people in production,
the power
in the hands of the few
and the money in the hands of the same few,
the hands full of bloodstain

this system
making people believe
that it is the people over there
far away
with crazy clothes
big toes
the terrorists in rows
that are the foes
that are to blame

The blood still running in our brain
enables us to see through the charlatan preachings
of this system and maintain
focus

to never fall into oblivion and forget
that this is a system made up to choke us

to never stop screaming:
“Hey mr System,
can you please shut your lying mouth.
We’re tired of you trying to joke us.
All you do is provoke us
with your big bag of bogus
with all these dirty tricks
that you’re constantly pulling on us -
in support of the law

terrorizing
and saying that this kind of terrorism is righteous

and to keep us in line
to keep us blind,
you bribe us

but those of us still with blood in the brain
we know the danger
of trying to look away from suffering and pain
as it would haunt us
it would distort us
even more than you mr system, haunt and distort us

you , mr system
who is making god cry

so just forget it
you’ll never scare us

the suffering
that you are using to threaten
will never be greater
than the suffering
of being a part of your own
shameful
game

so don’t think we’re ever going to lose the strength to face pain
to look straight at it
to fight it
to love despite it
to love the fight
against it

to love every child
born into it

to love every child going wild
who hasn’t learned how to suffer with a smile

we‘re never going to lose the strength
to do something this system doesn‘t want
you
to do,
and that is to fight for a brother
for a sister
for someone
with nothing
except the hope for change
for love

and this love
is what gives us the strength
to break loose from the chain
of oppression

the strength that always reminds us
that the fight we’re fighting is not in vain

that the fight we’re fighting is one day
going to bring upon change

and that day will be soon

for all it takes now is a little grain
for the cup to be full
and after that
things will never again
be the same

they will be changed

they will change

as soon as the this system
is slain

and when that day comes
we will all know
beyond any trace of doubt
that the fight you were fighting
the suffering you suffered
the tears
the despair
the pain,
was never
ever
in vain

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