We Are Millions

translated by Wendy Call & Mikeas Sánchez

Three disheveled electronic tablets laying on a bed of soil. The third is turned face down — *The Weapon is Sharing (This Machine Kills Fascists)*, by Cannupa Hanska Luger, ceramic, 2017. Photo courtesy of the artist.

The Zoque and Spanish originals of this poem appear in Mikeas Sánchez’s book Jujtzye tä wäpä tzamapänh’ajä / Cómo ser un buen salvaje Editorial Universidad de Guadalajara, 2019).

We Are Millions

Come to my land,
install your machines,
poison the rivers our livestock drink,
contaminate the aquifers,
shove garbage into the spring
and God’s face.
Trick my brothers,
offer them bread and greed,
the pleasures of the flesh,
love auctioned to the highest bidder.
Bribe my sisters,
promise them power and money,
tell them about the wonders
of the First World.

Come to my land,
install your peace-destroying
machines,
show us pain and despair,
bullet wounds.
We are millions
and we are unafraid.

Sonerampäte

Minä’ äjn’ najsomo,
netya’ mij’ nhtonh’kutyam,
kakutziya’ä te’nä’ tyonh’yajpapä waka’sistam,
yajk’ ka’e’ aya’ä te’ jojpajktam,
tänh’äyä putzi mutpamä te’ nä,
mutpamä ntä’ Nkomi’is nhwyränhk nä’.
Anhkumakäya’ä äjn atzi’ram,
tzapdziya’ä te’ tuminh,
sasatyampä nhkirawa’yomo’ram,
te’ sudkuy muspapä ntä’ juyä’.
Anhku’makäya’ä äjn’ nzätzä’ram,
tzaptziya’ä kowina’ajkuy,
tzajmaya’ä jujtzere’ wäpyä
te’ nhkirawa’ijtkuy.

Minä’ äjn’ najsomo,
nijpya’ä mij ntänh’kutyam
ntyaj’yajpapäis
Ntä’ isanhdziramä’ te’ toya, te yajxu’ijtkuy,
te’ tujkuyis pyämi’.
Sonerampäte’
jinh’mi’ natztame’

Somos Millones

Ven a mi tierra,
instala tus máquinas,
envenena los ríos que bebe el ganado,
contamina los manantiales,
llena de podredumbre el ojo de agua
y el ojo de Dios.
Engaña a mis hermanos,
ofréceles el pan y la codicia,
los placeres de la carne,
el amor que se oferta al mejor postor.
Soborna a mis hermanas,
promételes poder y riqueza,
háblales de las maravillas
del Primer Mundo.

Ven a mi tierra,
Instala tus máquinas aniquiladoras
de ternura,
muéstranos el dolor y la desesperanza,
el impacto de las balas.
Somos millones
y no te tenemos miedo.

Photo by Wendy Call

Born in Chiapas, Mexico, in 1980, Mikeas Sánchez is an Indigenous Zoque poet, translator, educator, radio producer, and activist. She holds a master’s degree from the Autonomous University of Barcelona, is the author of six books of poetry, and co-founded the award-winning Zoque organization ZODEVITE. WLT nominated her poem “Jesus Never Understood My Grandmother’s Prayers” for a 2014 Pushcart Prize.

Wendy Call is co-editor of the craft anthology Telling True Stories, author of the award-winning book No Word for Welcome: The Mexican Village Faces the Global Economy, and translator of Irma Pineda’s In the Belly of Night and Other Poems.