It is a country dedicated and specifically made for the senses, I believe
It was dipped in spices and tropical aromas to be created
Sun kissed beaches with a history richer than the homemade pastries you can find at every corner
Cuba
Cuba
Cuba
Dancing is like no other
Beauty appears to literally multiply
Cuba
Cuba
Cuba
Militants guard government buildings nearby baseball fields filled with adolescent dreams never to come true
A gun is more tangible to you
Education misrepresentation
Medical unattainable
Residents never precedent
Cuba
Cuba
Cuba
Denial to my visa
I can never see him again
Why would I go to this communistic hell hole
If it were not for them?
Illusion of freedom
Phones that don't really work
Cuba
Cuba
Cuba
Your culture is like no other, exotic and exquisite
Too bad our governments will never let us visit let alone co-exist
I am but a puppet to my heart's passion
In the crudeness of the night
Truth and shadows mimic the twilight
And things that hide in the light
Become plainly and vividly in sight
There is a rawness to utter darkness
It is, in my opinion, what many fear
Because inside your head, free of noise, it is a coward that always appears
As dawn lifts the sky and the sunlight draws near
Your reality begins. Enjoy your life of sin.

"This passion, this burn, this fire... it will consume me eventually."
Me, myself, & my mic

"My touch sets the pace as I lace my fingers around it's thin waist, and my voice sends static music that hypnotizes you without a choice, and my words? Oh, my words. They are the potency behind my sweet lips poetic bite. Just me, myself, & my mic.
Self Portrait
My body aches with desire
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives
Monday, April 19, 2010
Cuba
Posted by Kay Martiatu at 2:15 PM
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