Havana Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Havana



Havana
In the fifties, Havana was a gigantic whorehouse For the Americans,
and run by the Mafia and assorted businessmen, but down from
the mountain came to Fidel Castro and created a humane society.
We didn't like this Cuba should be a democracy that too often means t
he right of the rich to subjugate the weak the helpless and those in wheel chairs.
So he was a communist then he who built a free health this secular pope
did this and made the best schools in the hemisphere in the face of harsh sanction
from the USA.
The Obama with a horde of investors will be bringing glass pearls and shiny promises.
Do not succumb to consumerism but retain their pride in being the country that
won a fifty years old struggle against a bitter enemy

Monday, March 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: political utopia
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