Che

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!