The word is sacred – it must be respected.
The word is Knowledge – it must be exalted.
The word is Joy – must be celebrated.
The word is a game of chess in which there is neither king nor queen.
The word is a game of checkers in which there are no pieces to be played.
The word is Christ the Redeemer: it is Love, it is Charity, it is Passion.
The word was brought by a people from far away who desired it.
We communicate through the word. The word is ancestral.
The demagogue who converts it into money must be denied,
Because he offends a tradition, offends a culture.
With fury and fire I celebrate the speeches that have changed the course of History –
That without aim walks unburdened of sorrows.
With fury and fire I celebrate the Men and Women who transform the word,
They revive it and turn it into bridges of dialogue and communication.
CARTER B. REY