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Fidel(Faithful/Fiddle)
By Alem Hailu
Tearing off
Imperialists' mantle
True to his name Fidel
He had lit
To the oppressed mass
And to those in the dark
An much-needed candle.
Weighing things from
Fraternity's angle
And the truth,
Fidel was not remiss
In dispatching own troops
In far off beyonds
To fortify for freedom
Mounted battle.
Considerate Fidel had taught
Innu...
Friday 9th December 2016 1:48 pm
Cienfuegos Cigar Company
This is an older poem that was written when I learned that women who rolled cigars would hire a man to read to them why they were rolling. I loved the image and the poem started there. I also like the title, because cienfuegos is translated as a hundred fires. Enjoy.
Wednesday 17th August 2011 6:59 pm
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