Little questions about God - Atahualpa Yupanqui

Saturday 8th December 2018

Does God take care of the poor? Maybe yes, maybe not. But I'm sure he dines At the table of the boss.

I found in my music collection the song by Atahualpa Yupanqui - it perhaps helps us understand anticlericalism.

Little questions about God

One day I asked:

Grandfather, where is God?

My grandfather became sad,

And didn’t reply.

My grandfather died in the fields,

without prayer or confession.

And the natives buried him,

With flute of cane and drum.

I then asked:

Father, what do you know of God?

My father got serious

and he too didn’t reply.

My father died in the mine

without doctor or protection.

The colour of mineras' blood

is the gold of the boss!

My brother lives in the mountains

and he doesn't know a flower.

Sweat, malaria, snakes,

the life of the lumberjack.

Nobody asks him

if he knows where God is.

Because by his house didn't pass

such an important lord.

I sing on the roads,

and when I'm in prison

There I hear the voice of the people

that sing better than me.

There's a question on the Earth

more important than God.

And is that nobody should

spit blood

for another to live better.

Does God take care of the poor?

Maybe yes, maybe not.

But I'm sure he dines

At the table of the boss.