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La tierra es sagrada/Our planet is sacred

 

Por Juan Damián

 

La tierra tiene dolores de parto, dice Pablo. Pero seguimos asestándola con abortos clandestinos y una irresponsable salud reproductiva.

No basta decirle a los chicos y chicas que no tiren basura en el piso o en la vereda. No basta dejar de arrojar residuos en la casa del vecino o de esconder lo sucio debajo de la alfombra. No basta renunciar a cortar las flores del parque o arrancar las plantas de las plazas.

Si buscas un durazno o una papa, saca lo que necesites. Lo demás es derroche. Es decir, delito. Es decir, pecado.

Es preciso amar la tierra. Pisarla como un beso. No arrancarle la piel. No intoxicar sus pulmones con plaguicidas. No explotarla hasta el cansancio. Porque ella ¿sabes? precisa dormir.

El cambio climático se parece a la gente rica de barrios residenciales, que tira lo que sobra al río. Cuando esas aguas pasen entre los pobres serán mugre, olor hediondo, enfermedad...Y muerte.

En la Amazonía, la selva cubierta de flores y hojas, de cantos, gorjeos y aullidos, se ha vuelto de golpe un collage de desiertos. Pero no sólo la han rapado. También la hieren de muerte en la cabeza y el pecho. Le están arrancando el cerebro y el corazón para vender sus latidos y sus pensamientos.

En la Antártida, los glaciares que mañana serán agua, muchos pueden desaparecer, porque debajo de esas canas inmensas, cargadas de tiempo, hay oro y minerales.

No es que estemos poniéndonos dramáticos, trágicos y tétricos. Es que la humanidad corre el riesgo de volverse un gran zoológico humano. Porque hay grupos y dirigentes que parecen fieras y animales.

Simplemente no aprendimos nunca la lección de los pueblos originarios. La tierra es sagrada. Merece respeto. No se puede maltratarla.

Además de homicidas podemos ser ladrones. Porque la tierra no es nuestra, es de Dios. El Evangelio y la Biblia insisten en que nos la han prestado para disfrutarla, no poseerla, venderla o consumirla.

 

--Juan Damián, Coordinador ELADE – CIEMAL.



Our Planet is Sacred

The Earth has birth pains- the apostle Paul says. But, we continue disabling her with miscarriages and irresponsible reproductive health. It is not enough to say to our children that they should not throw garbage on the floor or the sidewalk. It's not enough to stop throwing waste in the neighbor's yard. It's not enough to quit sweeping the dust under the rug. It's not enough not to cut the flowers in the park or not to pull out plants. If you want to pull fruit from a tree, take only what you need. If you take more, it is a crime, it is a sin.

It is essential to love the Earth. Tread as if kissing her. Do not tear off her skin. Do not fill her lungs with insecticides. Do not plunder her soil until it is exhausted. Because she, you know, she deserves a rest.

The weather changes are parallel to our disparity of wealth in which the rich people of posh districts throw their waste and excesses in the river. When those waters flow among the poor, they will be filled with mud, foul smelling, pestilence, and disease. Why not say it - death.

The Amazon, the forest, is covered with flowers and leaves, with songs, screeches and howls, but it is becoming a collage of deserts. But not only have they scalped it, they have
also stabbed the forest in the head and the chest with death. Her brain and heart have been pulled out to sell out her beats and her thoughts.

Tomorrow the glaciers in Antarctica will become water because underneath those immense grey hairs of ice, full of wisdom, there are gold and minerals.

We are not being melodramatic, or trying to be gloomy and tragic. Humanity is running the risk of becoming a great human zoo, because our people and leaders are behaving as fiercely as animals.

We have never learned the lesson of our ancient predecessors. The Earth is sacred. It deserves respect. She mustn't be mistreated. We will be accused as her killers, and her
thieves. The earth is not ours she belongs to God! The Gospel and the Bible tell us that we are only stewards of the earth, we have borrowed her to cherish, but not to own, to sell,
or consume.

 

--Juan Damián


el Intérprete, julio-agosto, 2009