Meet the New Boss
by Alberto Zayden
Cubanacan
Cubanacon
Cubanacan’t
Would choose instead
to pull the wool over her eyes
Or any other pair that dares to show
the battered face of compromise
Cubana won’t!
Would choose instead
to wave the flag
from separate beds
More bitter than a new divorce
More jaded than an old one
As CIA
explains away
a book of foiled
assassinations
And gulf stream sharks
chew sinewy fat
torn from the limbs
of desperation
Cubana feels the USA getting its way
and hers as well
for cases of emergency — or greed
Dancing through despots new and old
She dreads the reinvented questions
The bottom line in a reflection
Mirrored 90 miles away
With lead pencils and a black eraser
Accountants tallying the past
Cleff the notes that ring in silent
The Cha-Ching that drives the Cha Cha Cha