The One who is Always There by Otto Rene Castillo You, comrade, the one who is always there. The one who never fell back. Shit! The one who never played coward with the flesh of the people. Who stood up against beatings and jail, exile and shadow. You, comrade, the one who is always there. And I love you for your timeless honor, —little sensitive animal, for your faith, greater and more heroic than all the giants of all religions combined. But, you know, the centuries to come will stand on their toes on the shoulders of this planet, trying to touch your dignity burning with courage even then. You, comrade, who never betrayed your people, with tortures nor with prisons, nor with graft, you, tender star,‬ will come of age with pride for the delirious millions emerging from the depths of history to give you glory, you, modest and human, simple proletariat, the one who is always there, unbreakable metal of the land.