Bahia De Cochinos - Poem by Nicholas Peter
The bullets fire,
pistol shots ring loud and proud,
across the beach.
Sickle and hammer lover men,
absorbed in Castro power trips.
'Para ustedes, mis hermanos'
my brothers we will fight,
The beach sits silent,
a patch of holed soldiers,
lie on the freedom-lost beach,
a fallen country,
betrayed and lost.
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