Tag Archive | Death

For Fidel – Guerrilla, Comrade, Polemist.

farewell-fidel

Fare thee well, Comrade talker, Fidel.

On Batista’s ashes you ruled and reigned.

Cahoots with Ernesto ‘Che’, you branded

Cuba, for fifty decades, in your image.

So effective were thee, that the Gringo

neighbor to the north, millions spent to

upend la revolution. Yet, your island remain.

Fashioned still in your image, oh yes!

 

 

In Havana, in Miami, residents or exiles

in equal measure mourn thee. Your utopia

much in discuss. Be it in the archipelagos,

Santiago de Cuba, Camaguey, the whole

of the Caribbean lands mourn thee, Fidel.

Be it for good or ill, more than eleven million

lives ye touched. White, Black, Mulatto all

mourn or laugh, each with their memories.

 

 

Born of privilege, married early into one.

People’s lawyer who charged nothing for

services so much craved in a corrupt era.

Yet, forswear thee a guaranteed life of

ease and pleasure; for a guerrillas’ doom.

Your July 26 movement prevailed and rocked

the Americas, inspiring radicalism all over.

To reactionaries and rent seekers’ chagrin all over!

 

 

Alas, like all mortals, your end now dawned.

But fair warning it gave thee for more seasons

than most. Now, The Indisputable Immortal, your life

will examine. Wish a fly I could be on that wall!

But, none though can deny, a garrulous priest

ye remained of communal economics so much so,

your version post dated its Soviet communal

parents! How else should a mortal in deed be judged?

 

 

Father of Fidelito, and nine more; salute for me

comrades fallen, fairly or not. Enjoy your rest,

but alas no cigars for yonder I’m sure; but hey,

you being Fidel, maybe another exception awaits.?

Broke all the rules, you did, with aplomb. Only

mortal leader to defy eleven Gringo presidents.

Survived ye, the Bay of Pigs, even more many

machinations of world’s elites; but this battle, lost ye.

 

 

Journey well in the bowels of the earth.

Where else could it ever be?

Comrade, you fought a troubled fight.

How else could it have been?

Yet, prevailed thou. Despite huge odds.

Fare the well, Fidel. Farewell leader of men.

Victoria Ascerta! Pamberi na chimuranga!!

Sadly, we shall not be seeing again.

 

 

© 26th November 2016. Adewale Adeniji. 😩.

The Harem … Part 3.

How on earth did they cope,

Rulers of dynasties old?

What strength possessed them

To rule roost o’er these cesspools?
Kingdoms ruined, alliances bust

By shenanigans of the Harem politics

Fortunes, hard won, easily lost

Yet, this institution endures.
Why on earth do men do this,

Pursuit of flesh to gratify flesh?

Who can man save from this pull of

the sweet and sour taste it bodes.
Harems, meant to show man’s prowess

Yet in deed shews forth women’s might

As birds a nectar draws, men always drawn

To that which eventually his death makes!
(The end… Or is it?)
© 25th September 2016. Adewale Adeniji.