Fue El Estado~
They could not just sit in Iguala
and wait for men in Mexico City to act
on their behalf – boldness was needed.
The federal war on drugs had devolved
into a war on the impoverished
people of Ayotzinapa. United by grief,
madres, padres y sus familias turned
their lives and meager shacks into shrines
to the “disappeared”—
forty-three students taken off a bus
at gunpoint by police-protected narcotraficantes
recruiting for murderous military guerrillas.
Now no one was listening.
After lighting 43 candles in an intersection,
setting 43 empty desks in a school yard,
shouting the 43 names on broadcast news
brought nothing that could be called justice,
the left behind banded together to become
a charismatic force with a voice: Caravan 43.
Now, traveling north with stacks of posters and pain,
they stand their ground in Dallas and Denver and D.C.
to tell their children’s stories—all with a single message
to the world, and, in it, the desperate theme of the inexplicable
tragedies in West Africa and North Korea and Syria and Russia,
a frightening slogan that sadly but insistently indicts us all:
Fue el Estado. It was the State.
Poet with a Press Pass is a weekly blog of poems written by Anne McCrady in response to world news and current events, produced by InSpiritry. To find out more about Anne’s work, visit InSpiritry.com.