by Rubén Darío
The voice that would reach you, Hunter, must speak
in Biblical tones, or in the poetry of Walt Whitman.
You are primitive and modern, simple and complex;
you are one part George Washington and one part Nimrod.
You are the United States
future invader of our naive America
with its Indian blood, an America
that still prays to Christ and still speaks Spanish.
You are the strong, proud model of your race;
you are cultured and able; you oppose Tolstoy.
You are an Alexander-Nebuchadnezzar,
breaking horses and murdering tigers.
(You are a Professor of Energy,
as the current lunatics say).
You think that life is a fire,
that progress is an irruption,
that the future is wherever
your bullet strikes.