cuba (Remove filter)
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
Recent Comments
Stephen Gospage on Forgive, Not Forget
8 hours ago
Hélène on We Rise
12 hours ago
Tom Doolan on In Your Arms
13 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on Return to Waterloo
16 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on One thing becomes another
16 hours ago
Mike Bartram on 'Baby Bear'
17 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on Forgive, Not Forget
19 hours ago
Naomi on THE CRACK IN THE SHELL
20 hours ago
Naomi on THE CRACK IN THE SHELL
20 hours ago
K. Lynn on We Rise
20 hours ago