uma pérola humorística

Não pretendendo de longe comparar-me a nenhum mestre na arte da Poesia vou contaminar também este pequeno mundo virtual com palavras proferidas por poetas de que gosto, mal conheço, anónimos ou outros trovadores.

Um primeiro rasgo de poesia americana (sim, ainda que Auden tenha nascido em Inglaterra e só em 1939 se tenha tornado cidadão americano) é este Cidadão Desconhecido que mais não é do que uma evidência de que apesar dos muitos trastes, desnecessário nomeá-los, há americanos extremamente profícuos pelo lado positivo. Como os há louváveis e desprezíveis indivíduos em cada e qualquer povo à face deste planeta (o único fundamentalismo em que acredito é no da Humanidade na mais nobre acepção da palvra). Bem, basta de preâmbulos.

The Unknown Citizen

He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to be
One against whom there was no official complaint,
And all the reports on his conduct agree
That, in the modern sense of an old-fashioned word, he was a
saint,
For in everything he did he served the Greater Community.
Except for the War till the day he retired
He worked in a factory and never got fired,
But satisfied his employers, Fudge Motors Inc.
Yet he wasn't a scab or odd in his views,
For his Union reports that he paid his dues,
(Our report on his Union shows it was sound)
And our Social Psychology workers found
That he was popular with his mates and liked a drink.
The Press are convinced that he bought a paper every day
And that his reactions to advertisements were normal in every way.
Policies taken out in his name prove that he was fully insured,
And his Health-card shows he was once in a hospital but left it cured.
Both Producers Research and High-Grade Living declare
He was fully sensible to the advantages of the Instalment Plan
And had everything necessary to the Modern Man,
A phonograph, a radio, a car and a frigidaire.
Our researchers into Public Opinion are content
That he held the proper opinions for the time of year;
When there was peace, he was for peace: when there was war, he went.
He was married and added five children to the population,
Which our Eugenist says was the right number for a parent of his
generation.
And our teachers report that he never interfered with their
education.
Was he free? Was he happy? The question is absurd:
Had anything been wrong, we should certainly have heard.

Copyright © 1940 W. H. Auden