A Cuban reflection
Remember the mountains
Always remember the heights
Close to the moon
Close to the stars
In the purest coldest air
Close to God
For He is One
At night in the mountains
The moon and stars
Nearer than lights
In distant valleys
Nearer than humans
As near as God
For He is One
Now far from the mountains
Caged in air so damp
One drowns in air
One drowns in water
One drowns in heat
In prison for God
For He is One
So distant, no mountains
Captured by savages
Choking on disrespect
Choking on vomit
Choking on anger
Far off from God
If there is One
I dream of the mountains
Going one day to fight
To conquer
To repay this drowning
To return in vengeance
Avenging for God
What has been done
Back to the mountains
I can never return
Never revert
Never go back
That man is dead who was
Close to God
If there was one.



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