It was 56,
Rational among the ‘odd’,
Pick a stick instead to defend.
Rather than wait for the dark cloud to descend
and consume all that was left.
Pull together the horns of the Kings,
Into a near blow. Preferred collateral damage
than unilateral servitude.
Took advantage to ask what he needed,
to save the island from the Giant.
Risky all thought,
But what is risky than years of
Slavery, forced labor and be a ‘pig’ and
Mongoose?
Greedy he was not,
Chose to extend the struggle
Across the water. 30,000 men,
He fought for me.
RIP Castro.
Mshamba Abroad 