from Billboards
makes beautiful
revolutionary Statements
affirmatively, 50 years old
He peers from a smile
compassionate father
in the prime of his Life
forty years ago
Il Commandante is everywhere
immortalized, the Cuban god
And like a god, Distant
Faded, cannot help
in spite of his good ideas
Where to now General?
Will you tell us?
Do you Know?
We stand Suspended
in the communal world
created together
at your behest
Patria O Muerte
What will it be?
Now that you lie at the Edge
of death, unable to admit
where You may have erred
Forfeiting a gentler Transition
Into the Wild Wild West
Generalissimo?
* * * * * *