By Pablo Neruda
Give me, for my life,
All lives,
Give me all the pain
Of everyone,
I’m going to turn it into hope.
Give me
All the joys,
Even the most secret,
Because otherwise
How will these things be known?
I have to tell them,
Give me
The labors
Of everyday,
For that’s what I sing
Pablo Neruda was a Chilean poet, diplomat, and politician.