For Ernesto Che Guevara

At last
I’ve seen the past
and much like the future
it was murder
Since the beginning
of forever
brother Cain came
with low blows
to impose
some kind of order
I thank Christ
some had time to grasp
the hand at task
For chaos never stops
to counts the cost
But I blame myself
for a world of mayhem
and disorder
ever since the canonization
of my dear friend
Ernesto Che Guevara

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