Cuba On My Mind...

I wake each morning
different somehow
and yet I know not
what to do with it.

Cuba changed me
I say...but how?
And what does that
really
mean?

As I sit in my big
beautiful house I can
only think of those with
OUT
freedom
rights
food
money
independence
opportunity
hope
expression
FREEDOM

And in this life
I have the freedom
and what do I do with it?
Do I do all
that I can do?
Can I do more?
Am I called to do more?
Do I want to be
called to do more?
What can one
person do?
What is more?
What do I do with
this?
Cuba on my mind..