Monday, July 13, 2009


He is almost nine
I still remember him then
He was an infant

She said name him Che
It sounded like a good name
Now he is Mipham

He loves animals
We were always at the zoo
Someday he'll know them

The legend of Che
Is that he died fighting young
How he now lives on!

Fidel was his friend
But Fidel didn't die fighting
Thats Fidel's Karma

Inbetween the two
Is the story of our lives
Who are we to choose?

The rains yesterday
The newspapers call Duetse
Today its become floods

I write on keyboards
And count on my finger tips
This Haiku is tough!

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