My Spain

“There is no better place to live in,

It is a sensation worse than real sin.

Admiring our politicians with other countries fraternized,

Who without hesitating,give away our money at any price.

It must decipher our problems with our identities,

It can’t be possible there are so many in our nation.

There must be a complete cleavage in all entities,

Giving no chance to our national fixation.

We achieve through our demon with mustache

The most despicable and vile genocide.

Through our seagull-shaped eyebrow man a backlash

So intense that thwarted dozens of families’ pride.

Through our curved-shaped tongue man

We discover how virtuous a gentleman can be,

That even swimming against the tide,his plan

For our welfare can be our most desirable plea.

Appreciating from our living room his impeccable oratory

Listening to him is like being absolutely in glory,

In this world one cannot imagine how many people are drawn

To this unique individual who pushes our country more and more on.

There is no such noble Art than Bullfighting

And such idle pastime than torturing,

Leaving women as the main culprit

Becoming hypocrysy our precious pulpit.

Such misfortune is embracing four languages

Due to our understanding is much worse.

Whilst other brag they have uniformity,of course

Claiming there is a necessity to avoid future bandages.

¡How privilege and joyous in this place full of fun

For living in a country willing to integrate everyone,

Where tolerance and respect are followed to a tee

And freedom and democracy is all we can see!”

8 pensamientos en “My Spain

  1. I fear my joy of response is likely satyric – and alas! I have no way to share it with you save spell it out sins and all publically. You’r poe reminds me of a song. “my girl” by the temptations. save it isn’t my girl but my Spain. — El greco’s toledo sways from Moorish to Catholic in the day. I guess you’d say, God came upon their way. My Spain (my spain) talkin’ about my Spain (my Spain, My Spain) maybe you say bullfighting is cruel the bull is but a tool but i want you to delight in courage without respite – well, i’d guess you’d say you’d have to be there any way! My Spain *my spain* talking about MY Spain…..

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    • Thank you so much! I thought its satiric tone would lose when translating from Spanish (which was the original language for this poem)…But I’m glad it didn’t happen.And yes,it is an obvious critic to what embraces Spanish culture or what is happening or has happened.I even introduced a subrepticious element often put in Spanish that here is found in the line “pushing the country more and more on” this last emphasis “more and more on” it seems that sounds like “moron” thus insulting the president.Anyway thanks so much for commenting!

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