From The Poem "The United Fruit Co." By Pablo Neruda:, What Do The Line, "A Body Rolls, A Thing That Has No Name..." Imply?

From the Poem "The United Fruit Co." by Pablo Neruda:

What do the line, "a body rolls, a thing that has no name..." imply?

 

Answer:

The meaning of the lines:

"…a body rolls, a thing

that has no name…"

This means that people from Latin America were just used by the Northern America's multinational corporations. The workers were exploited for their advantage. The natives work so hard but they were portrayed as worthless things that no one cares about. And they were just thrown like a trash.

If you would also read from the poem, the flies pertain to the dictators while the fruits pertain to the Latin counties. Neruda also shows that the fruit has been eaten by the flies and it begun to rot.  

This is the complete poem of "The United Fruit Company"

by Pablo Neruda:

When the trumpet sounded, it was

all prepared on the earth,

the Jehovah parcelled out the earth

to Coca Cola, Inc., Anaconda,

Ford Motors, and other entities:

The Fruit Company, Inc.

reserved for itself the most succulent,

the central coast of my own land,

the delicate waist of America.

It rechristened its territories

as the 'Banana Republics'

and over the sleeping dead,

over the restless heroes

who brought about the greatness, the liberty and the flags,

it established the comic opera:

abolished the independencies,

presented crowns of Caesar,

unsheathed envy, attracted

the dictatorship of the flies,

Trujillo flies, Tacho flies,

Carias flies, Martinez flies,

Ubico flies, damp flies

of modest blood and marmalade,

drunken flies who zoom

over the ordinary graves,

circus flies, wise flies

well trained in tyranny.

Among the blood-thirsty flies

the Fruit Company lands its ships,

taking off the coffee and the fruit;

the treasure of our submerged

territories flow as though

on plates into the ships.

Meanwhile Indians are falling

into the sugared chasms

of the harbours, wrapped

for burials in the mist of the dawn:

a body rolls, a thing

that has no name, a fallen cipher,

a cluster of the dead fruit

thrown down on the dump.

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