Saturday, February 7, 2009

Hasta Siempre Comandante (Until Always)

riding the bus siting backwards,

not knowing what lies ahead

but seeing the past

another riminder of Che, not dead.

I read Granma the newspaper,

thinking of the yacht

crossing the Caribbean with Fidel

and the battle they fought.

to the Sierra Maestra

guerrilla warfare for two years,

to Havana to overthrow Batista

and rid the Cubans of their fears.

out the window again I see Che,

Hasta Siempre Comandante,

thats what they say.