Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Cuba? Why Speak...?

                   
                    CUBA? Why Speak For Cuba?

         "Oh, Com' on! Enjoy your family, your grandchildren your life, here in the states. Let the Cubans in Cuba fight their own fight." Well, here's my answer.

I Will Speak by Amarilys Gacio Rassler                      

Why make a fuss?

You’re here now in U.S.A.

Safe and sound,

On freedom’s ground.

Isn’t that good enough?
                                                                                                       
                                                                                             

Why stir the pot?

Let bygones be bygones.

And the young take up the cause.

Close your lips, bend your head,

Join that majority instead.

Look at the money we will get!

                                              Now is the time to forget.

                                             

                                                          But No, 


                                                                 I will speak!                                                            

                                                                  For their voices

                                                                  Call to me,

                                                                  Of those buried

                                                                  In the sea,

                                                                  Of those shot

                                                                  Without trials …


                                                           
                                                        Cruelty, injustices and                                                    

                                                            Hearts filled with guile

                                                            Still in Cuba, for me to accept?

                                                            To join the multitude that swims

                                                            In their ocean of denial?


                                                       No. I will speak!                                                             

                                                          Until my breath runs out

                                                         I will scream, I will shout,

                                                Though my hope sometimes in drought,

                                                                I will rise to                                                    

                                                         Be watered by the One

                                                         Who assigned this truth               

                                                          From where I stand,                                                 

                                                           To fight,

                                                           For an imprisoned land,


                                                            No! I will speak!


              "Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute."   
                                                                                                        Proverbs 31: 8 (NIV)

Picture of Rafter by Tony Mendoza, from book, Cuban-American, Dancing On The Hyphen.

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