ARE WE DOOMED BY OUR DNA?

ARE WE DOOMED BY OUR DNA

to repeat the tragedies of human history

as we see fellow humans flee

from war, weather and disease

by crossing borders and a sea of misery?

 

Have we overdosed on Digitals and Opioids

to be crucified on the cross of crony capitalism?

Or can we realize Martin Luther King’s Dream

of THE BELOVED COMMUNITY

and be judged by the content of our character

and not by our cash or the color of our skin?

Paz

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SLEEPING ON THE SIDEWALK

SLEEPING ON THE SIDEWALK

I jump off the trolley and as I walk to the train

I see lying on the ground on a concrete cushion

a black man with a grey beard, sullied shirt

and tattered pants—

Pedestrians pass by him in a hurry

to take a train to somewhere

not seeing this slumbering man

forgotten

sleeping on the sidewalk of broken dreams

paz tomas

RUM Y RUMBA

In Vedado lovely senoritas

of summer swing and sway

ripe mangoes and melons

as they stroll in style

down calle San Lazaro

to el Malecon at sunset

where mellow machismo

struts and swaggers

in sleeveless shirts

and lingering laughter

to the beat of breaking waves

and rolling thunder

I finish my mojito

and join the throng

celebrating at sundown

the rites of rum

and Yoruba rumba

rumba rhythm

ON THE PEOPLE’S LIMO

I routinely ride on the people’s limo

from uptown to downtown and back

where I see faces of all shades

and conditions of the human family

including a few funny crazies

We sit together like comrades

talking, texting and staring

at passing traffic and pedestrians

walking their dogs and pushing kids in strollers

Sometimes we sneak a peek at each other

smile

and wonder why the world can’t get along

like we do when riding the bus

Is it because we get off at different times

in different places and different spaces

and are no longer together

on the people’s’ Limo?