ramblings and things
Fidel And Che. (American Dreams)
American dreams from early life
Of a trusted but flawed friend
Varying from love to hate,
Always back to love in the end.
They came down from the hills
The forces of Fidel and Che
A rebel army which finally
Swept that dictatorship away.
A schoolboy at the time
I Heard the developing story
The liberation of the people
Felt a sense of awe and glory.
To the Man in the White Hat
It was a very dangerous trend
For Batista and his elite were
America's backyard friends.
The downfall of a Dictator
Maybe starting a fatal process
The Domino Effect they called it,
That never had much success,
The spread of communism
Feared all the world around
Contagion that cold result in
Capitalism coming tumbling down,
Close to the start of the Cold War
When we were fed hate and fear
That the world revolution
Was drawing ever more near.
The Man in the White Hat
The new bully of the schoolyard
Took defeat of their man
A bitter insult swallowed hard
And when Fidel asked for aid
They reacted with pique and rage
Driving Cuba into Russia's arms
Thus changing the world's stage.
The backyard was contaminated
And for many many years
The world was split in two
By prejudice distrust and fear.
A dangerous situation
To be exploited more and more,
More and more resources poured
into propaganda of the Cold War.
Che died in distant Bolivia
One of my heroes gone:
But in little isolated Cuba
Fidel's Revolution carried on.
The Man in the Black Hat
Became a figure of hate
Little Cuba being regarded as
A dangerously pariah state.
Fidel and Che came from the hills
To feed paranoia and fear
Two opposing philosophies splitting
The world for many a turbulent year.
History troubles me these days,
The world in a a less than peaceful state
And my American Dreams vary, to shift
In between mostly love, but sometimes hate.
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Fidel And Che