I Explain A Few Things~Pablo Neruda

This poem is an extract of Pablo Neruda's famous poem: I Explain a few things.
And one morning all of that burned,
one morning the bonfires
leapt from the earth
devouring beings,
and from that moment fire
gunpowder from that moment,
and from that moment blood.
Thugs with planes, and the Moors,
thugs with signet rings, and duchesses,
thugs with black friars spattering blessing
came through the sky to slaughter children,
and the blood of the children ran through the streets
without fuss, like children's blood.

Jackals that the jackal would despise,
stones that the dry thistle would bite and spit out,
vipers that the vipers would hate!

Face to face with you I have seen the blood
of Spain tower like a tide
to drown you, in a single wave
of pride and knives!

Generals
traitors:
see my dead house,
see Spain, broken:
from every house burning metal flows
instead of flowers,
but from every hollow of Spain
Spain rises,
but from every dead child rises a gun with eyes,
but from every crime are born bullets
that will find you one day in the house
of the heart.

You will ask why his poetry
has nothing of the earth, of the leaves,
of the grand volcanoes of his native country?

Come and see the blood in the streets,
come and see
the blood in the streets,
come and see the blood
in the streets!

Pablo Neruda