Tegucigalpa

Tegucigalpa

That beautiful land where I was born

Where early in sweet chirping

The birds… all in chorus

Say hello to God who I Love,

Where the sun shines every morning

Rivers and mountains bathed,

Its narrow streets and nice houses

Its green fields and white cottages.

And they tell me you lack from security I believe them, for I

Have seen every tear that runs from a mother face, because their child was kidnapped,

And they tell me you are full of corruption and I reply, yes

For I have seen every thief steal and steals again, a killer kill

And kill again,

And they tell me you have drug dealers and I answered yes, for I

Have seen every accident caused by drugs.

And having answered so I turn once more to those who

Sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer

And say to them:

Come show me another city with pine forest and waterfalls

Beautiful parks and high mountains,

Where their children noble and good

Work hard, the whole day

So that way their children and grandchildren inherit

Their hopes, their faith… their desire.

How could I in these verses

Tell you everything that I feel

I`m your daughter and proud for being who I`m

Tegucigalpa my love.

Cradle of nobles and gentlemen,

God bless you and give you gifts. 

Work Cited:

"Chicago" poem by Carl Sandberg