Gnash my teeth again.
 Returns the memory of leaving behind my cradle of flowers,
 where I was born.
Back in the distance of a horizon
 where my eyes cannot reach
my memory runs to where I grew up.

 Tall and green mountains, dense with palms.
 Cuba, carribbean beauty  
‘Sigh’ how I miss such landscape...
even more every time I look out the window
 to were I now live.
 
When soldiers betray their homeland they are tried,
 and out there... In the darkness of the earth
 are buried with their sorrow.
 I do not want to be rooted for faults that are not mine!
For I did not know,
 did not know when I was pulled out of my crib,
without mercy.

 To awaken lost amid a yellow world
 so huge that I feel like I'm drowning
 among such greatness that she had never seen
yet she never wished for more

 -Pause, take a breath -
There is no turning back now ...
You have to Live
 Here, where all things are new and you do not know how to walk
. It overwhelms my mind
 to think that I have to run long, cold corridors
 Alone.

Without the warmth of the cocoons that grew along with me.
But, life is not mine to mourn.
 I shall find a place!
Where the grass grows greener
 where the Sun shines to light my steps and the waters are clearer
 There, ordain my own nest and adorn it with trophies
 Success, which I’ll pick up with effort along the way I am meant to go.
 Because no one helps anyone
 I am against such remoteness from the people
 but I'm not chosen to change the world,
 nor would they even listen to me.

 They can hear but they don’t listen,
they have eyes, yet they are covered with mud.
 Greedy selves!
I can, however and will change my world.
 Live the life that was given to me.
 Today I’m here and I don’t know where life will lead me to tomorrow.
 But I do know that inside my heart I’ll always find my cradle of flowers.