That the first man grew then, and he took good care of the tree that was his mother and father. That one day he realized the tree was head down, and he worked to put it where its roots should be, and thus the tree grew and never had to dry up and never had to die. We are all part of the tree that is the Mexican nation. But some of us are leaves, others flowers, others trunk, others branches, others fruit and others root which nurtures and gives foundation. We are different, then, but we have one single life.
Tomorrow is only possible if it is inclusive.
But this country has head its head down. It has been determined, for almost two hundred years, to destroy its roots. The entire country must be turned right side up and put as it should be, so that it can, in that way, grow and never dry up and never die. From the dignified indigenous lands of Oaxaca. Clandestine Revolutionary Indigenous Committee General Command of the Zapatista Army of National Liberation.