miércoles, 7 de agosto de 2013

A LITTLE POEM TO MY FRIEND

By Baneste



My dear friend
(I speak English to you because you don’t remember Spanish).
You don’t remember las carretas
you don’t remember la puya
you don’t remember la yunta de bueyes
you don’t remember la macana
you don’t remember la cumba
you don’t remember el calabazo
you forgot la semilla.
You are so sophisticated now and so rich
that you don’t remember
who you are.

But you are still
my friend,
because I remember.

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