FIDEL Castro! the Diablo of Life succumbs to Death
Castro! the devil’s advocate
orchestrated hooligans.
Kept a destructive quest.
Turned a civil nation chaotic.
Death, destruction, and demoralizing tactics
Fell tears through the land.
Millions of cries hit the skies over Cuba.
This a cry that would never stop.
Endless shouts for mercy keeps climbing to God .
The terrifying Diablo lassoed hate into the children
and grew generations that altered this beautiful land.
This a man with demonic eyes.
He squeeze the air out of their lungs,
Without chains they were in chains.
burnt the innocence,
strangles those who oppose,
and drilled fear in the land.
Castro the Diablo of lives even in death.
© Al. Juman The "said" Poet 11/27/2016
Categories:
fidel castro, anger, cancer, cry, death,
Form: Light Verse
Castro! the Diablo of Life succumbs to Death
Castro! the devil’s advocate
orchestrated hooligans,
and kept a destructive quest.
Turned a civil nation chaotic.
Death, destruction, and demoralizing tactics
fell tears through the land.
Millions of cries hit the skies over Cuba.
This a cry that would never stop
as even the dead keep crying
with endless shouts for mercy climbing to God .
Castro! the terrifying Diablo lassoed hate
into the children
and grew generations that altered a beautiful land.
A man with demonic eyes
squeezed the air out of the lungs of Cuba.
Without chains Cubans were in chains,
as he burnt their innocence,
and strangles those who oppose,
A fear drilled deep in the land.
Even the dead finds no rest.
Castro the Diablo of lives even in death.
Categories:
fidel castro, abuse, anger, celebration, chanukah,
Form: Didactic
Fidel Castro
So you do know Fidel Castro? I think I do
that was the name of the mess boy, the one who
had to do the dirty dishes and clean floors
“Fy” as he was called was older than me and had
a much better education, and I, as his boss felt his
contempt being told what to do by an officer of
working class, roots. But I knew as everybody who
read knows, the little man is but a servant for
the rich, they need someone educated to tell them
what to do; In Venezuela, Fidel jumped ship he was
not missed and we got another mess-boy
who could not read or write because the wage he got
could support his family. The downside was I had
no one to argue with
Categories:
fidel castro, absence, humorous, retirement,
Form: Blank verse
So it was your day and yours alone.
Decades have gone by and you look just younger!
Fidel Castro my childhood leaning and adult fantasies.
I was elated to hear you're older because they say when,
you are older time goes twice as fast!
Yet you you seem over the hill with sweet music and melody!
My brother, my brow roared and stung with venom
because my pen itches to dance and the drum
was without its rhymes.
I had hung the rest on restless redeployment!
These past weeks of wailing and weep
On my return the waited avalanche of wishes
from the ever loving Renaissance.
Yet there seems no end to this love
birthed in plural and nurtured at Abule
Onigbagbo! Mr Castro Fidelis,
As your name implies, I wish you health
and timeless happiness!
Categories:
fidel castro, friendship,
Form: Ode