{"id":29196,"date":"2012-09-10T14:38:37","date_gmt":"2012-09-10T19:08:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/?p=29196"},"modified":"2012-11-05T10:10:39","modified_gmt":"2012-11-05T14:40:39","slug":"el-bonsai","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.panfletonegro.com\/v\/2012\/09\/10\/el-bonsai\/","title":{"rendered":"SI YO FUERA UN REFUGIADO"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"center\"><strong>SI YO FUERA UN REFUGIADO<\/strong> <strong><br \/>\n(EL BONS\u00c1I)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"right\"><strong>POR CARLOS SCHULMAISTER<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Si yo fuera un refugiado,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>un refugio tendr\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>de dos por dos aunque sea,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>para ocultar mi agon\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>para \u00a0\u00a0matar el tiempo,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>para dejarme morir,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>pues a mis a\u00f1os las fuerzas,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y la voluntad,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>ya flaquean.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Una pared perforar\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>si por all\u00ed se filtrara,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>un rayito que ba\u00f1ara,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>de sol,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>a un bons\u00e1i de mi tierra.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Al bons\u00e1i lo nombrar\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>cada vez al saludar,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a1buenas noches, alamito\u2026!,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a1hasta ma\u00f1ana, saucesito\u2026!,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a1buenos d\u00edas, duraznerito\u2026!,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>o cualquier otro arbolito,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>de mi tierra,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>que pudiera conseguir,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a1porque nadie viaja,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>ni huye,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>con el bons\u00e1i cultivado!<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Desde adentro,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>el afuera atisbar\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y por las noches, si pudiera,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>el cielo observar\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>aunque una estrella, jam\u00e1s,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>para m\u00ed se corriera,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y muy feliz yo ser\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>si de mi infancia volviera,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>una luna de mel\u00f3n.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>De all\u00ed s\u00f3lo saldr\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>con mi bons\u00e1i a cuestas,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y mis gafas oscuras,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>de espiar,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>a procurar un bocado,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0y un trago,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>para m\u00ed y para el bons\u00e1i,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y en mi tierra pensar\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>lamentando no tener,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>siquiera,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>un \u00e1lbum de fotograf\u00edas,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>para mirar por las noches.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Si todo hombre precisa,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>una caricia en el alma,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>es probable que las \u00fanicas,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>disponibles para m\u00ed,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>fueran las caras que am\u00e9,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>que tal vez me amaron,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y quiz\u00e1 fotografi\u00e9,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a1pero un refugiado, a sus fotos,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>tampoco las lleva consigo!<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>En su defecto, consuelo\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>el de \u00a0la memoria ser\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>para darle los domingos,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>un repaso a la tarde,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>los m\u00e1s tristes d\u00edas,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>si solo,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y en tierra extra\u00f1a.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Lo que nunca tendr\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>si yo fuera un refugiado,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>ser\u00eda un espejo colgado,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>pues los espejos enga\u00f1an,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y ya no soportar\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>ver que mis ojos me vieran.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Por lo dem\u00e1s,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>si alg\u00fan d\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>que ni recuerdos tuviera,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y de all\u00ed me sacaran,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>ll\u00e9venme adonde sea,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y si enterrarme debieran,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>por piedad os lo ruego,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>que sea en la pura tierra,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>de mi bons\u00e1i en compa\u00f1\u00eda,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>y donde el sol nos abrigue,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00e9se,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0y todos los d\u00edas.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>o0o\u00a0\u00a0 o0o\u00a0\u00a0 o0o<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>SI YO FUERA UN REFUGIADO (EL BONS\u00c1I) \u00a0 POR CARLOS SCHULMAISTER \u00a0 Si yo fuera un refugiado, un refugio tendr\u00eda, de dos por dos aunque sea, para ocultar mi agon\u00eda, para \u00a0\u00a0matar el tiempo, para dejarme morir, pues a mis a\u00f1os las fuerzas, y la voluntad, ya flaquean. \u00a0 Una pared perforar\u00eda, si por all\u00ed 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